Haunted Dreams
I quake it seems while in my bed
To wake with screams still in my head
I shake with dreams I cannot shed
That spake of deeds best left unsaid
I'm haunted nightly by a ghost
And taunted slightly by it's host
Undaunted rightly not to boast
Or flaunted mightily coast to coast
I seek to dwell here day to day
So meek a shell now here I lay
Too weak to quell it anyway
To reek in Hell I cannot say
Copyright © Randy Freie | Year Posted 2023
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