Not So Sweet Dreams

I smile weakly than close my eyes,
Wondering what life would be like on the other side
I take a deep breath slowly,
I am horrified at what I see,
I see people morning and the death of course is me.

I open my eyes and scream,
Sweat dripping from my brow,
A tear rolls down my cheek,
I feel unsafe now.

I run to the bathroom,
I wash my tears away,
Is this some kind of warning of my coming fate?

I don’t know what to do now,
I dare not go to sleep,
I look there in the mirror
My demons staring back at me.

I can’t help but to wonder maybe it’s my turn,
Maybe my dreams are teaching me,
And maybe I should learn.

I hear the wind blowing as I fall to the floor,
My legs have given way; my body can’t take life anymore.

I feel the warmness of my blood trickle from my hair,
My breath slowly shortens,
Now I’m really scared.