Isn't nearly enough
No
For you I have prepared
True horrors
Manichæn Monstrosities
From a Long Time Ago
That wait for you in shadows
Horrors that push thumbs into your eyes
Terrors that catch your tongue in your throat
Because these are nightmares for you alone
They shall not be related to others
What's more
What's worse
Is that in time you'll see something disturbing
Something even you can't immediately place
The fact that the walls truly have ears
The human qualities to things inhuman
And you will scream
Into the air
Into water
Into fire
Into earth
Into the void that calls you
Sweetly
Alarmingly
Is that your mother's voice?