Night Terror
Shadows in the dark
Footsteps in the night
I lie in my bed
Rigid with fright
I pray that it is only
My overactive fancy
A dream, only a dream
Not true reality
But as the shadow creeps
Ever closer to my door
I know once more my terror
Of the night must be endured
Tears slide down my face
A scream echoes through my head
And as he reaches for me
I wish that I were dead
Silent Pleas
I stand alone in the dark of night
Screaming for help
Crying in fright
"Someone help me. Please help me!"
But no one hears, no one cares
I plead and cajole with heart and soul
wishing and hoping
for something to take hold
"Someone help me. Please help me!"
But no one hears, no one cares
Finally broken, down on my knees
Crying softly, whimpering my plea
arms outstretched, yet hope is lost
within the darkness of my soul
"Someone help me, help me please?"
But no one hears and my cries die away
Fade away to obscurity
becoming one with the night
a part of the void
forever feeling for wrong or right
that no one heard and no one cared . . . .
Visions
I see a vision,
A vision of love, happiness,
Together forever promised.
Love strengthened through the years.
Then, I see another.
Broken dreams, sadness,
Torn apart with no reason to live.
Love lost and a violent death.
Which is real?
Which is true?
Love and happiness
Or
Sadness and Death.
Which will come true?
Do you know?
Can you know?