: (Nightmare) : Poem by Sthelie Jean

: (Nightmare) :

Rating: 5.0


STUCK IN A WORLD WITHOUT NO SOUL

MY LIFE TRANSFORM INTO BOLD.

CHAINED EVERY INSTANT I BLINK

TRYING TO FREE BUT CAN'T FIND A HINT.

MOM TOOK OFF WITHOUT A TRACE.

DAD'S STILL WAITING FOR A GRACE.

BROTHER'S COMPLAINING WITH A PALE FACE.

I'M LIVING IN A DISGRACE.

TAKING A LOOK BACK IN THE PAST

AND REALIZE THAT LIFE GOES BY FAST.

HAPPINESS FLOWED AROUND LIKE WIND

BUT NOW IT'S HARD TO WIN.

HOW WILL WE SURVIVE...

WHERE WILL WE GO...

WHEN WILL WE BE FOUND...?

FEELING DARK AND HAUNTED

DON'T KNOW HOW TO HEEL THE WOUNDED.

WHEN WILL WE GET OUT OF THIS MISERY...

I'M SICK OF CHARITY.

WAITING ON GOD FOR A MIRACLE

AND SEE IF I CAN TOUCH A NICKEL.

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