My Hell

You was tossing and turning
I was burning and burning
Looking for escape

Out of my hell 
You started to scream
As I moved in closer 

Wake 'up wake up
This is only a dream

Your voice echo
Around your room 

I reached and grabbed you by 
Your arm and pulled 
You up 

Face to face 
With  I 
the demon of charm
Trapped within the 

The darkness 
You scream louder
To awaken
But you only thought

You was alone
I needed a new home 
Sweet smell of summers
Scent 

I hide in the corner
Of your eyes.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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