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In the dark
In the dark of the night
In the quietest part of the night,
When you hover between dark and light,
Wondering if you can float away on dreams,
Hoping they won't turn into screams...
I look inside my tortured soul seeing all the things I used to be. a tear falls down my scar cheeks blood still oozing from my open wounds.
I turn over try and get away from those bad dreams and thoughts but they follow me everywhere they stalk me in the night in the Deep darkness of my room recess is my soul I see those bad things.
© jimcarroll1964
In the quietest part of the night,
When you hover between dark and light,
Wondering if you can float away on dreams,
Hoping they won't turn into screams...
I look inside my tortured soul seeing all the things I used to be. a tear falls down my scar cheeks blood still oozing from my open wounds.
I turn over try and get away from those bad dreams and thoughts but they follow me everywhere they stalk me in the night in the Deep darkness of my room recess is my soul I see those bad things.
© jimcarroll1964
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