Terrors?

See: me.
In a dirty mirror,
cracked and scratched.
See: me.
Distorted in the souring of the glass.

Twisting in your sheets.
Crying in your sleep.
Follow me,
Down the beads of sweat on your forehead.
Follow me,
Down the shivers in your body.

I'm unsure what to do,
I'm unsure what to do,
The memory of victory is vanishing with you.
Moving all around,
Shaking the bars at the ups and downs,
Clutching at straws
until we both crumple and fall and sleep until dawn.

See: me.
Smiling.
The wind in my teeth,
the memory of grief
fading across the sky like a cloud over the sun.
See: me.
Laughing and running free.
The shaken nights have shattered and gone.
We run free, we run free, by the light of the moon,
it couldn't come too soon,
and now we'll have some fun.