Nightmares

You hoard the things

That matter the most,

Then kiss me softly

You come real close. 

You whisper to me

That I'll be alright,

Then tuck me in bed 

And bid me goodnight.

You leave me with dreams

Of great, tragic sorrows

Of little kids screaming

And no tomorrows. 

But when I scream back

It's just what I fear,

No one is listening

Only the devil will hear.

You soothe me to sleep

Tell me I'm okay

But can't you see

I can't live this way.