i had a dream last night
the same one i had before
so many times now
the first time i was twenty-four
i remember this dream so vividly
it was so real it seemed
if i had never woke up
i wouldnt have known it was just a dream
its late at night
driving a lonely old road
im all alone
not sure where to go
the musics playing
i hear the same song everytime
the weathers nice and cool
so must be springtime
then i drive into a fog
i see lights coming at me
the car passes by
i drive awhile longer, just me
the fog gets thicker
soon hard to see the street
thats when i look
lights are coming straight at me
then i see the glass
coming straight at my face
im paralyzed
i cant get out of this place
my head bounces like a ball
into the steering wheel
iv no contol
pain i dont feel
im laying there stareing
i cant move
bloods running down my head
hoping help comes soon
i lay there for hours
it seems
i hear the voices
the screams
thats all i ever remember
i wake up then
iv had this same dream
again and again
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem