Again, and Again, and Again.
Dreams for me are nightmares
Nightmares and my life are one
One took my mother in front of me
Me with a gun to my head
Head he pounded into the sink
Sink full of teeth and blood
Blood I could not show
Show what he had done
Done as I watched in the mirror
Mirror to this day I fear
Fear is my prime emotion
Emotion is mostly tears
Tears put me to sleep each night
Night is when I have dreams
Dreams for me are nightmares
Nightmares and my life are one.
Copyright © Edward Jones | Year Posted 2005
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