Nightmares Poem by Peter Bishop

Surrounded by the hate of darkness
That was born to be cruel and unrighteousness

I try to find you but all I see is the beast
Getting me ready for his big feast.

Hate is winning over me
I wish it could just let me be.

Your face enters my miserable dreams
That are filled with the blackness of seams.

My desires are too strong forcing me to drive
The hate is surrounding everyone making it difficult for me to stay alive

I will never be allowed to leave this nightmare
Until the person who will help me truly loves me and really does care.

I will wait for you my sunshine of hope
Until then I will have to be able to cope.