If Lastnights' Nightmare
If last nights' nightmare were to come real
I would not be here writing
I would'nt know how
For all my sanity was about to disappear.
I dreamed I was surrounded by
Many uncaring souls
They even were laughting at my being
Pretending not to know.
What did this dream mean
When it awoke me
From a much needed rest
As my tired body aced so deep within.
Even a dead friend
In my dream did appear
I cried out to him
And he too had a deaf ear.
I was surrounded by clutter
With things all laying in my way
It were as tho I were not present
As people gathered laughting
Looking thur my belongings
Looking thur my remains.
Maybe a "Wake-Up-Dream"
Is what the nightmare was all about
Maybe it was God's way of showing me
Clear the passage
Tidy up your messes
For this life's final journey
Will soon be in flight.
Copyright © Cecilia Patterson | Year Posted 2007
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