Nightmares

24 Aug 08 5:40 AM Twisted dreams darker than dark trouble my mind trouble my heart. Where is the stable that night mares come from I want to destroy them so they can not run. They come from deep within us all each of us has our very own stall. We feed our mares on worry and hate and then at night we open the gate. Thundering forth with fire in their eyes Carrying with them the things we despise. Yes the worry the hatred and disappointments and resentments. The anger and fears and sorrows tears. If not dealt with during the day they may haunt you at night when you can’t run away. Life on Purpose Live it before you lose it! ©2009