I know it was a dream
It didn't really happen
but still, it seems
so real, I lost someone I loved,
her curly blonde hair
damp with snow from swirling above
Her mother lay beside her
drenched in her blood
what a terrible nightmare
to wake up from!
It gets worse
I was watching
as a man carved her up,
holding back my sobs, and waiting for her to wake up
The ground turned white
sickly red with regret,
I ran out of my house
cursing out that man!
I fell to my knees
and pushed back her sodden hair
Oh why must she leave me
her mother and her laying right there!
I cried away my saddness and fears
I knew I should stand and dry my tears
Off to the left I saw a hooded figure appear
Don't take my best friend! I cried over there
He dissapeared but still lay at my feet
a broken blonde girl and my heart; incomplete
I wrote a story about this, my worst nightmare
but it suddenly seemed to become real
on New Year's one year.
I scared myself, running around
where she died in my dream
I thought I saw the hooded figure
who killed my Destynie
Tears appeared on my face that night
luckily she was with me
and my nightmare was just horror not right.
I hugged my Destynie
I awoke with a start
and stared around my room in surprise
then fell back down
glad my imagination, wasn't reality, just lies.
