When I fall asleep, the world goes black, the dreams occur.
Those which give us hope, those which give us horror, ones that terrify, I saw until now.
There's an angel in my nightmares,
It brings the light shining through.
I hate the sun.
What's the difference?
I sometimes think I am better off in the dark.
It's not so bad to be lonely, then this angel visits again.
The relationship we hold is friends.
It changed not only the dreams for better, but the person that I am.
This angel is the nightmare.
The influence it holds is frightening.
It's also my hope.
Trapped for all eternity, I am within it's spell.
Horrified to fall asleep, but knowing it will all end well.
© 2004 "The Dark Angel" Heidi McNab-Butler
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PuisiA collection of poetry I wrote that I wanted to share, Some previously published, some not. Dates ranging from my first to most recent. Hope you enjoy!
