A poem written about 3 years ago. |
Tortured Dreams I heard the voice of death I saw the eyes of pain The arms of life reached out Trying to pull me through I could feel myself crossing over time It was cold and uncomfortable I want to go back! But there’s no voice No voice within me to scream All I wanted was to ease the pain I never wanted this I began to pull and tug The strings of death pulling at my head The clock stays the same Time has not passed It stood still While I struggle And hit the floor A ringing sounds Right by the bed As I rolled over I saw the alarm It’s screaming at me Make it stop, make it stop! My mind races Trying to figure it out Once through time and pain I was at the foot of death And now at my slippers Soon it will make sense Soon I’ll be alive again Soon I’ll have something to believe again But soon is too far away I’m trapped in a world I don’t understand I’ve looked and searched Nothing comes I’ve written it down But as usual it came against me Please let me wake up And end this tortured sleep The phone is ringing But it makes no sense, no sense at all None of this makes sense Am I alive or is death coming to get me? |