To Be Me

Dreams that make me, Nightmares that wake me Thoughts that shake me Fears that quake me So I try not to sleep People that curt me There words that hurt me Senses that alert me That death does flirt me So I keep to myself Visions that haunt me Feelings that gaunt me My mom does taunt me She does not want me So I have no family Doctors accrue me And then they construe me Then nurses subdue me Drugged they do view me So I do not to ask for help But poems appease me Words do not tease me The rhythms do please me And emotionally ease me So I write every day With no arms to hold me Or eyes to behold me Nor a love to mold me Or even church to fold me So I am very much alone So if you do see me Do not guarantee me Someday they will free me For I will always be me So I do not look for false hope So another day gone by me With tears my eyes supply me Always asking why me Till the day I say goodbye me So I pray each night for death