My awoken slumber
its a dark and stomy night
And im overcome with fright
I lay awake, tossing and turning
Inside, my heart is burning
Frustration sets the tone
Yet again, I am all alone
This stormy weather is not my friend
But I hear it calling my name
And even though its not my friend
i follow, all the same
For it was me this voice was luring
And I dont know what else I'll be enduring
It pulls me deeper and deeper until
It tells me Im not to be so sad and ill
The only light is the moonlight beaming
I wonder if in fact Im dreaming
So now the louder are those voices
I look around, with minimal choices
I beg and plead and fall on my knees
I beg and plead for them to set me free
But on this dark and dreary night
My fear soon turns to their delight
They laugh and laugh as my face goes pale
And begin to tell me a creepy tale
The voices tell me what is to come
And as they finish, I turn numb
For they had said I would die today
And that was why they'd lured me away
The voices said that my life was off track
They told me it was God that I did lack
Quietly now, they spoke to me, glaring
Finally a reason, they were sharing
And in my shame I went back to bed
I lay and cried, but it wasnt tears that I shed
It was blood that spilled out, instead
That night I died, as the voices said
The last thing they shared, was that I was born again.
Naomi S.J. || 11:20 PM
