August 3, 1990

84. Dev'lish Nightmares

Dev’lish nightmares terrify me no more;
I beg of you, be gone!
I can feel his arms holding you down.
I see it in my mind - everything.
Your screams echo through my ears.
Why must I hear them?!
What do you want?!
“I love you I love you I love you!”
I cry...
Perhaps that is why I cry myself to sleep.
I was helpless then as I am now,
Forgive me for my horrid dreams,
“I love you, but you must understand-”
I love you, but...never mind.
Why?!  Why?!  Why?!  Why?!  Why?!
Oh, God, wake me from such sleep.
What Good Are Tears Anyway?

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