Fruit And Water Poem by BRANDEN B. BRANDEN

To dream the depths of a thousand
Worlds
And amidst the hope and rage there
Swirls
Some sunlight awakened and fog that
Curls
In and out of the fading night
- - - -
With screams of pain and sorrows
Kept
I did awaken to there that
Crept
Upon my skin broke forth cold
Sweat
In and out of the nightmare's fright
- - - -
And as for the demons I hadn't to
Bother
That I'd left in my bed, thank heavenly
Father
And I flushed out my head, brought me to
Fruit and water
In and out of the morning light