DreamA Poem by Morgan A Lynch
The sun goes down
It starts to darken The harsh screams of hell start to grow louder Silent songs of angels grow softer The sky turns red From all the blood shed Everyone runs and hides when the sun dies all the demons come alive lying there kicking and screaming pleading them to let me go they want me, they need me I fight and fight In one split second I sit straight up crying on my bed for it was just a dream Tears in my eyes
Realizing it was no dream It’s engraved on my heart For it hunts me when I sleep I cry for help But no one can hear I try to run, But I can not move I don’t want to sleep It is there when I close my eyes Nightmares of the future and the past Haunt me till I die © 2008 Morgan A LynchReviews
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7 Reviews Added on February 20, 2008 AuthorMorgan A Lynchsandbox with cactus, AZAboutI am 24 years old and live in AZ.. I have prob failed every english class that i have taken. I hate to be told what to write and how to do it.. i write from the heart and things that i feel. umm to te.. more..Writing
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