In A Bad Dream Poem by Niko Tiliopoulos

I woke up this morning,
just like the other days.
Got myself in frond of a mirror
and watched him.

Where on earth am I? I cry.
In a bad dream’s mock,
where though I scream
I can't out of it walk.
Farewell Ms Poppins,
along with your poppies,
your daisies filled up with rubies.

This is my third day in hell,
where I think I fell.
How I feel I can't tell,
in sorrow’s land I dwell.

Goodness me, my heart,
such a space, I can't see.
Oh baby, baby,
in this summer day’s,
Sunday morning,
I lost the key.