DREAMS
Some nights I wake up
all sweaty... out of breath
tight and spent... drained
I do not remember
but I know
Some nights I wake up
all sweaty... out of breath
shaking
tight and spent... drained
but I do remember
the horror
as terrible as can be
the screaming
trumpets blaring... whistles
rockets exploding
bullets passing
trees falling
them coming... so many of them
music blocking my radio
I am killing without regard
no feeling except terrible fear
and wanting to survive
death all around
Why can't I forget
it keeps coming back
tormenting my nights
blackening my soul
Why?