I lay my head to rest
sleeping
can caress my sins away.
I jumped into the murky depths
I began to play.
I thought a game would be such fun
this game of ours my lives true love.
Yet when all was said
when all was done
it wasn’t a game
the war we played in
their were no pawns just us.
Their were no rules
no judges to stop us,
no one to say when the knife needed to be brought away
no one to call disorder on our chaos.
When I sleep my dreams are sweet
no memories of what used to be,
yet in waking hours
my heart sways like poor built towers
flash backs of all my rotten deeds
of blood stained hands the souls disease.
Every day it seems to happen
my eyes wide open
I cant grasp it,
I sold my innocents and though I know the others feel
they just don’t show.
We grieve alone.
I know we won our game of hide-and-seek
I know we won the best pawns defeat
yet I feel as I lost it all
for I know that was when I found my fog.
Such violence and malice sought
its to late now to cahnge the past
but what can I do its all coming back...
I lay my head to rest
tonight
but I don’t play
I just scream
in terror of my plight. |
Submission Name: Nightmares in waking hours. (
