lacey-books

When Nightmares Strike, Sleep becomes a crime.Amaya is a girl who doesn''''t know how to say no- at work, at home, in the silence between.Insomnia gnaws, chips away her energy subtly until exhaustion turns into sleep paralysis and the cycle repeats.Doctors termed it stress, as it was,As it should have been.Pills helped, or did they?Now, she wakes up with bruises she doesn''''t remember earning - perfect, impossible marks.She thinks she knows about a place, she''''s never been to. A name that hides in a memory,An echo loud, and still shrouded in mystery.Its all a dream, or is it?Or something is crossing the boundaries in between!Just a lingering song remains A chorus seems to resonate in her brain:""Silent Night, this holy nightFeels too calm, yet nothing is right.Dreams will rise to cast their light-Will this build you,or break your timid mind.Silent Night, Shadows biteYour sin make nightmares feel morally rightWhat you cherish, What you hide-Maybe you will live this dream for a while.