I awoke midnight from my dark dark sleep
sweat beads on my head blood stains on the sheet
I jumped into the shower and washed myself clean
I think I'm going crazy if you know what I mean
This is the third time I saw blood in my bed
I check myself for cuts and found I never bled
I don't enjoy this
So scared it's like I suffer from paralysis
I can't handle this
I go into the kitchen to drink a bottle of JD
that's when I feel the dog watching me
I look at him...staring into my soul
with a grip like the type that will never let go
lips are moving...is the dog trying to speak
It's telling me the future and the outlook is bleak
what to do...murdered by my own brother¿
¿I can't kill another, and what about my mother?
she'll hate me if I really do what it says
I have to convelesce
..................
wait a minute.......
...............
DOGS Don't talk!
at least that's what I thought
the fleabag turned around, and told me to rot
it said "the word canine is rarely used isn't that odd"
"Don't you know dog backwards is God?"
And that's what he is! "I'll do what you say"
"I'll Kill my little brother JD, today"
"For not Petting you and picking up a stray"..
....that's all I remember, I just blacked out
no more nothing, he turned my lights out
then I woke midnight from my dark dark sleep
sweat beads on my head blood stains on my sheet
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