Dreadful dreams in darkness brewed,
The world outside in silence stewed.
A chill hung thick as whispers weaved,
Through hollow halls, where none believed.
A castle loomed, its walls decayed,
Where time had stopped and light delayed.
Through labyrinths that none had known,
They wandered there, each one alone.
Figures rose from meadows like thorns,
With eyes that bled and voices steeped,
In sorrows long since left unsaid,
Now, pulling dreamers to the dead.
Dreadful dreams, where shadows crept,
Beneath their lids, no restful sleep.
The night grew cold, the visions swayed,
In twisted forms, the mind was betrayed.
No way to flee, no path to run,
For night devoured every sun.
The walls grew impenetrable, the air was poison,
And trapped everyone in an endless prison.
In the silence, whispers of fright,
Haunted souls wander, lost from sight.
Each gust a toil, each step a plight,
As darkness consumed every fading light.
Dreadful dreams, where mirrors cracked,
And whispers from the void slammed.
A thousand clouds lost in space,
All seeking what they couldn’t chase.
Souls entwined with endless fear,
Never to wake, forever near.
The moon, once full, was now cracked and pale,
Its silver light began to fail.
And as the fading shades crept,
The dreamers into silence wept.
The night consumed all hopes and screams,
And left them bound to dreadful dreams.
Dreadful dreams wandered like shades of night,
Whispered softly beneath dark skies.
Each dwelling became a fearsome sight,
As shadows moved in the dimming light.
Desires entwined with seizing dread,
Wandering everywhere, but hope had fled.
Each secret carried tales of woe,
As spectres flickered, fast and slow.
In the gloom, no spark remained,
No bright memory could have been preserved.
The dreamers sought the light once more,
But shadows beckoned from the shore.
Dreadful dreams chased every fleeting glow,
Finding themselves in depths below.
With every instant, the darkness grew,
A truth obscured, a world askew.
Esther Elizabeth Racah
