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MY WORDS THE DREAM

By 27th October 2006December 9th, 2019No Comments

IT CAME TO ME IN A DREAM OR WAS
IT A NIGHTMARE NOTHING BUT
SCREAMS,
I HAVE MY BACK TO THE WALL
PRAYING THAT I WONT FALL, LOOKING
CRYING SHOUTING FOR HELP
STILL NO ONE COMES SO IM OFF
BACK TO HELL,

IVE ASKED WHAT HAVE I DONE WRONG
GOD DOES NOT ANSWER, PEOPLE
JUST SAY NOTHING MY SON
YET WHEN I ASK FOR HELP IM TOLD
GO BACK TO HELL

BEDTIME

I LAY MY HEAD DOWN TO SLEEP
KNOWING FINE WELL I WILL AWAKE
WITH A WEEP
SWEAT POURING DOWN MY FACE
PANIC STRICKEN THA IS THE CASE

MY LOVED ONES WORRIED FACE
NOT KNOWING IF I WILL MAKE IT
THROUGH THE NIGHT
STILL I KNOW SHE IS FULL OF FRIGHT

WHY DO I PUT MY LOVED ONE
THROUGH THIS EVERYNIGHT
WHY DID`NT I DIE THAT AWFUL NIGHT
THAT`S THE QUESTION IVE ALWAYS
ASKED BUT NO ONE CAN ANSWER
ME THAT,
SO I LAY MY HEAD DOWN TO SLEEP
PRAYING THAT I WILL NEVER WAKE
THEN ALL WILL BE AT PEACE.

Baldeagle

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