Yeah. My nightmares have gotten super real. They were generally nonsense when I was a child, though.
However, as an adult?
Wandering down dark corridors with a general, building feeling that I’m being stalked, watched, followed by someone lurking just out of sight in the shadows, tension rising, body tingling, adrenaline spiking, soundless scream, body paralyzed, hissing names hoping someone will hear but no one comes. My flesh melts, my teeth fall out, void fall, abyss calls, never ending, rotten skin, smell of blood, moving slow, can’t run.
c:
tension rising, body tingling, adrenaline spiking, soundless scream, body paralyzed, hissing names hoping someone will hear but no one comes. My flesh melts, my teeth fall out, void fall, abyss calls, never ending, rotten skin, smell of blood, moving slow, can’t run.
Fam, this would make an awesome thrash metal song. Maybe you don’t have nightmares, it’s just a dark muse.
Heh, thanks! I actually really enjoy metal so it’s kinda nice to know that I can write sick metal lyrics; just wish I had more music skills though.
You can always just practice a death metal growl. You never know when it might come in handy. My aunt’s cat clawed me once and I just said: “Kitten!” in my best death metal growl. It looked at me all shocked and hasn’t messed with me since.
That’s awful, I’m sorry.
Mine usually revolve around my closest friends and family getting fed up with [insert perceived inadequacy here] and leaving my life completely, if that’s any consolation 🥲
Meh, it is what it is. I’ve become desensitized to it so it doesn’t actually bother me that much anymore.
Now mommy will dream of hissing black worms!
Just a stab in the dark here: This is a child experiencing latent (or parent-instilled) disgust from that time they picked up a cat poop from the litter tray.
