This is also the reason I stay up so late.

I struggled to sleep Friday night. So I just decided to lie as still as I could. That seemed to do the trick. Next thing I knew, I thought I awoken. I could see everything, but I was paralyzed. I couldn't move at all. I knew it must have been one of my Sleep Paralysis episodes. Of course I had the usual symptoms, hearing frightening noises, difficulty breathing, and seeing very frightening hallucinations. So what ensued in this episode was as frightening as my very first.
The first thing I noticed was the awkward position I was sleeping in. I was all contorted. From waist down, I was completely laid flat, but my upper torso was turned to the side. This has gotta be bad for my spine, but of course, I couldn't move. Then I started to hear white noise and static. Eventually the static turned to moans of pain and pleasure. Eventually blood curdling screams, overlapped the moans. I think my subconscious must have re-opened my audio memory from that Suicide Mouse video. Yeah I was scared.
Next, I saw strange floating objects, they moved a little closer. They started to smell and drip. Then I saw what they really were. Floating decaying decapitated heads. It seemed all the heads were ripped off their bodies very violently. Some heads still has their spinal cord attached. Predator? Well not long after their bodies rose up from the floor. All them pointed at me and started to stagger towards me like zombies. Then the heads opened their eyes and mouth, and started to chatter or grind their teeth.
Next thing I know they disappeared into the shadows. Suddenly I felt as if I couldn't breath at all. When I went to look at my body, I was then completely laying flat. On my chest there was an older woman sitting on it. She smelled like tar and coal. Her hair was black, but it seemed to snaked down her body. Of course she was naked. I don't really wanna describe what her body looked like, all I'll say it had maggots crawling and squirming all over it. I really didn't know what language she spoke, but I just knew it was about my body. She started stroking my head, neck, and chest. Then she groped my chest. This was when I really struggled to move. Of course nothing worked. Out of no where I woke up.

Please No More

I just don't want to go back.
I don't want to see those tears.
Your lamentations just destroy me.
The words, "I Love you," written in your own blood.
Why? Please tell me! Why did I do this to you?
I can't take back what I've done.
I can't take back anything.