The Dream

In my sleep

The Reaper comes

In his black vest...

With him the hands of death

Grab me to take me away!...

I cry but nobody hears...

I fight but the hands

Are dragging me down to Darkness...

In my sleep

The Reaper tells me "I'm here to take you"

I want to run,

I feel this anguish in my chest ...

I scream but nobody wakes up to help me ...

Hands of death crawling into my bed...

I feel the cold embracing me

I feel the emptiness in my soul

I feel myself fading away....

Desperation tears roll down my face

I struggle...

I moan...

'Cuz the hands of death are here to stay...

In my sleep

The Reaper came...

I'm so frightened...

I'm so lost...

This darkness in my room....

In my sleep

I felt the Death and it's coldness..

I shouted

I cried

I fought

But now I am awake...

And I will sleep no more !!

January 2011