My Recurring Nightmare

We go up and touch the sky Then fall, seeking out the sight of ground below I hold them in my hands, and hope, no pray they will survive Always waking before our everlasting fate. He walks along the street I scream out to stop him My mouth opens, and all that comes out is silence. It is too late. She jumps and time stands still And I want to run and catch her She falls, and all I know is that I couldn’t help I couldn’t save her. They talk behind my back, Not knowing that I am there, invisible They don’t know I can hear All that they say about me They tell me that I’m stupid Not good enough And I want to fight back But I can’t move I can’t speak I just sit there. I know today that I will face it again I will face my recurring nightmare.