Dreaming - SCP Foundation

I. Praefatio

These well-lit rooms and stainless halls

Are host to choruses of fear

Behind each door a nightmare calls

Contained by persons without peer

Another test requires my aid

I pass the doors and darkened stairs

I’ve felt the terror, still I’ve stayed

I’ve let go of my woes and cares.

I should have left, and just moved on

They cautioned me: “Don’t linger, please.”

And still I feel I’m somehow drawn—

So strange are these anomalies.

These horrors spin their selfsame song

Have I been dreaming all along?

II. Persisto

Dark tales of old and stories grim

Horrors unsheathed, without respite

Long needles, amputated limbs

Are not rare sights within these sites.

Body bags, festering rot

Things looked upon with such disgrace

Perhaps it’s best to question not

How to stay sane within this place.

This Foundation, these personnel

With minds so sharp and nerves of steel

Track the nightmares where they dwell

And ponder what is truly real.

Don’t ask them of the better days

Their laughter wipes the dreams away.

III. Papilio

You are of trance and mysteries

Oh, Illusory Butterflies

I wonder of your memories

Please weave your wings and show me lies.

Oh Five five three, a jewel are you

Whether adult or small larva

You are a masterpiece, it’s true

Of calcite, quartz, and silica.

Poor Weather Bug, you met your end

No more the air will you explore

No air pressure will your wings rend

May you sleep softly evermore.

Illusions, weather, crystal gleams

Your beauty is the stuff of dreams.