Eat Them While They Sleep

Blight ridden shrubs and weeds brushed
 Along the edge of the stream... as I ran past...
 Waved with the breeze...
 As I ran past and away from the memory... Silent... I
 Tried to be silent... Stagnant... the pond looked stagnant.
 Branches...
 leaves and branches twisted and cracked their brittle limbs.
 Twisted and cracked my brittle limbs
 The vines pulled me down beneath the surface and with
 The bit of strength I could still muster, I shut my eyes.
 Blight ridden shrubs and weeds
 Brushed along the edge of - as I ran past...
 Waved with the breeze...
 As I ran past and away from the memory... He was by
 Himself; wandering, scurrying through the trees...
 Away from consciousness, on a path to the many worlds that -
 Shit out again, passed through the swamp's billowing gut.
 I am the cold, tainted heart, eating you, again...
 Twisted and cracked my limbs...
 Again, I staggered through an echo of an illusion.
 Eaten by an echo of a nightmare.
 Let go by an echo of an echo, of an -