The Dream
And the dream comes again
The knife sticks out my side
I lay there and I’m watching
As my body slowly dies.
The blood is lying everywhere
And memories are a blur
I haven’t felt much pain here
And wonder if I’m hurt.
Again he’s tried to kill me
This time I think he wins
And then I want to live again
And I fight my death within.
I will my body to obey
I force my eyes to open
And find myself in night from day
The truth is that I’ve woken
My tears are streaming down my face
My being does the shakes
And then I know it’s over now
At least for one more day
The clock keeps ticking slowly
And I know that I’m alone
It’s just a dream I tell myself
There’s no one in my home
I’ve survived another night I know
But still I feel so doomed
The trap is closing right around
Next night it comes so soon.
If ever you should find me
My dreams reality
Tell my kids I love them
And hug my dog for me
I’ll say goodbye to you all now
In case this should come true
My friends, my dog my family
I’ve left you all too soon.
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