These Dreams
She wakes every night
Around the same time
Shivering and sweating
As 3am chimes
This nightmare she carries
Fills her with fear
As every night draws
Her death she feels near
At eighteen years old
With her whole life ahead
What attracts these dreams
As she sleeps in her bed
The nightmares increase
As the weeks pass by
To a party she's invited
As she gives life a try
Her previous nightmares
Seem a distant past
As she dances the night away
Praying that this is the last
She indicates it's late
To home she must head
In the back of her mind
Is the dreams that she dreads
She takes a shortcut
Only to hear footsteps behind
Before she knows it
There are two by her side
Taunting in ridicule
Down a dark alley they lure
Screaming and scratching
This daughter so pure
To a darkened room
With this evil of two
To her naked flesh
As they do as they do
Her eyes start to close
And the last thing she sees
Through a small basement window
A clock face strikes three
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Copyright © James Fraser | Year Posted 2014
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