Nightmares
Nightmares….
This desolate land seems so damn real;
I don’t understand, but see a woman in a burning automobile
Nightmares….
She pulls herself free, staggering to her knees;
She gets up, and approaches me saying “help me, please!”
Nightmares….
She tells me they’re coming and looks over her shoulder;
Decaying looking men coming! Running! And my skin grows colder
Nightmares….
It’s a foot race. I run with her along side me;
I see terror on her face. “We must escape this city!”
Nightmares…
To the left, we did turn, running down an alleyway;
My lungs begin to burn It was such a grey, gloomy day.
Nightmares…
Closer were those crazed men; I would protect myself and my new friend.
A wall and a trash bin, me and the girl found ourselves at a dead-end!
Nightmares….
Now where to go, but up the trash bin and over the wall;
I heard her yell, “No!” Chills ran through me. I looked back, I watched her fall!
Nightmares…
Last I saw the look in her eyes as she was buried beneath those evil men;
The blood on her tattered blouse and Levi’s; never to be seen again.
Nightmares….
I awoke with a start, soaked in my own sweat;
A pounding in my heart, and her face I’ll never forget….
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