I’m having sick dreams in middle of the night
That makes me scream like the first time flight
And if no one can hear me or see me
Than who’s going to save me
I tried to yell it out loud so they can hear me
But there’s no sound that I can’t even hear me
My demons are telling me
Better give yourself up just to make it
And with that I can’t pretend it or fake it
Maybe I should just take it
But I know my soul you can’t really replace it
My body you can’t really reshape it
My heart you can’t really claim it
And my mind you can’t really erase it
So I tried to open my eyes to see the light
But it seems like its real life
Finally, I woke up
And I thought this can’t be right
But I’m still spooked up
Knowing that it’s only a nightmare
So I tried to get up
But I couldn’t stand up
So I tried do my prayer
Hoping Father you are aware
Because I know this is unfair
Asking can you please take me somewhere
The dreams you gave me got me no where
The tools you gave me I didn’t mean to waste I swear
Before I finished talking
I heard a sound, are you finished talking
Because the whole time I was sleepwalking
- Author: Maichael ( Offline)
- Published: February 14th, 2017 18:57
- Comment from author about the poem: Just think of it as being in a dream while in a dream but waking up in reality and realizing you was dream walking the whole time... Does that make sense?
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