Into the dark misty cavern I am cautiously walking,
Trying not to waken the watchful monstrous guards.
With both mortal fear and burning anger I am choking
While my thoughts disintegrate into separate shards.
The voices from the other side are telling me I am near
The hidden trapdoor that I right now have to unlock.
Something's wrong with the key, and I want outa here
When I hear a familiar voice, ''Don't be such a wet sock!
Release my only child from his eternal water prison,
Otherwise with this crowbar I will smash up your head.''
I face Mrs. Voorhees and feel her painful love for Jason.
The nightmare vanishes, but I know he's still there, undead.
Aram Stefanian
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/someone-else-s-frightmare-to-pamela-voorhees/
