In my dreams.

The dim light is blinding,
And I keep on winding,
Back up awake,
But this is the stake,
To stop what you do to me,
This is the fee,
Though it goes on and on…
This marathon,
Of sadness, of badness –
Of complete utter madness,
But my little brothers,
Are hiding under the covers,
So this is it,
I don’t give a shit,
Anymore,
About your,
Crap -
even though I take the rap,
All I care about,
Are my gems,
Stop hurting them!
They were my world,
But they have been hurled,
Away from me,
How can’t you see?
What you do to me,
Is in the seams,
Of my dreams
Don’t you learn?
Can’t you discern,
That I am thinking of you,
Everytime the scream comes through?
But now I’ve stopped sleeping,
To stop them from weeping –
My little gems,
They do pretend,
To be fine,
But it’s only a matter of time,
Until they crack,
Then you’ll be back,
Digging in your nails,
Into our fails,
Well good luck,
Because there is no fuck –
Ing way that you will succeed,
After I plead,
With myself to stop resting,
So I am protesting,
Somehow, someway,
You will pay,
And maybe this is it,
The answer to stop this shit,
A test,
Of my rest,
And If I succeed,
There will be no more screams,
In my dreams.