DREAMS INTO NIGHTMARES by Anthony L.Waters


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“I love you as certain dark things are to be loved,
in secret, between the shadow and the soul.” ##Pablo Neruda

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I ONCE DREAMED BEAUTIFUL DREAMS,
UNTIL MY DREAMS TURNED INTO NIGHTMARES & BECAME MY REALITY
THAT TURNED INTO COLD STARES,
YET I RISE WITH BROKEN DREAMS BUT ABLE TO FLY,
DON’T CRY LOVE EVERYTHING WILL BE ALRIGHT,
I WAS A LIL WEARY WHEN I FIRST LOOKED INTO DEVILS EYES
IT WAS MY OWN PAIN THAT KELPT ME ALIVE,
EVEN THOUGH I HAD TO FOOT IT TO STRIVE,
I REALIZED EVERY MAN WAS BORN TO RISE OR DIE IF HE DIDN’T TRY,
I WOKE UP FROM MY NIGHTMARE WITH COLD SWEATS AND SCREAMS,
MISSING EVERYONE I LOVE ,
KNOWING I WILL NOT BE ABLE TO HUG MY MOTHER EARNESTINE,
YET I AM POSTED LIKE A STAMP SO I EMBRACE MY PAIN,
SHE WAS MY UMBRELLA WHEN I WAS CAUGHT IN THE RAIN,
SO MANY LONELY NIGHTS TRAPPED IN MY OWN MIND,
SEARCHING FOR LOVE BUT LOVE WAS HARD TO FIND,
I…

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