A Nightmare

I staggered and weave to my bedroom down the hall Good night JACK, as I swallow, drop the bottle, and fall I Kick off my shoes, mumble my Prayers, “Maybe Tomorrow” I awake in the thickness of night, with a shattered Heart of Sorrow I hear whispers of my name, Who’s there? On goes the overhead light My eyes search the room, no one is there; yet I feel an eerie presence I ponder a moment; with a click I return to the labyrinth of the night Suddenly the stench of Death filled the room, fiery burning, evil incense A whisper becomes a soothing voice; “Walk with me, Talk with me” “Tell me how can YOU still LOVE YOUR Wife?, she bought a Life of Sorrow” “I have washed my hands in the tears YOU Cry : Your Soul is very important to me” “May I offer You Eternity, if You will follow me, I want to be Your GOD ; Tomorrow To be Continued Author’s Note ; It took me 3 weeks to write this. I want to Thank Everyone for recent Comments Soon I will spend time Commenting to all of MY POETIC Family. With LOVE ALWAYS and FOREVER, YOUR Eternal Liege… HG