Ghouls

My nightmares

When children have nightmares 
It’s usually of the dark
Fears born from lies
Thoughts born from the unknown 
Their dreams are plagued with monsters and ghosts, darkness and ghouls. 

They wake up knowing that it was just a dream
That in reality there’s nothing to fear but fear itself

Oh how I wish I was still like that

Because in my dreams monsters serve me, ghosts fear me, ghouls fall for me and darkness is my kingdom. 
these are my happy dreams
The ones I hope to relive
You see, my mind is kind of flipped on its lid. 

My nightmares are of love
Of happiness
Of caring