A nightmare to wake up from

It started as a dream but yet to my own eyes. It turned into a nightmare who cares if someone dies. The dream itself had things to see. The nightmare though took over me. I lost myself consumed with dark. What kind of dream could leave a mark. If you live in this space. It’s hard to wake up and show your face. But in the dark there can be light. So I hope to wake up and start to fight. Beat the dark that has come over me. Wake from this nightmare and be free.