I see you perched at the foot of my bed.
My dreams you fill with dread,
I walk through life wanting to fill my head with lead,
as you try to lure me away from my daily bread.
These visions are always the same,
as I am haunted by the same name.
My heart cannot process this by day.
So my brain rests in torment as I lay.
As my body shakes while I sleep,
I have never felt pain go this deep.
As I wake up covered in sweat,
I realize I have nothing left.
Sometimes I cannot remember my dreams,
but the pain is always the same in my bloodstream.
As my memories and dreams continue to blur,
I know I will always love her.
As I say the Lord’s Prayer,
I continue to walk through Satan’s lair.