Nightmares

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A new dawn emerges
with its layers and layers
of pink and yellows.

As the sun swallows up my
bedroom with satin rays of aunlight
I wake...
sweaty and screaming
foolish and alone.
And so I continue on...
living each day
feeling his sweat......
remembering his touch
and hearing his heavy breath
in the back of my mind
every time silence creeps up on me.

Later I watch the sun, so naive
crawl under the horizon...
and so I get restless as dusk approaches
for I know that when my head hits
that pillow......
the fight begins.....
and he always win
in the end.

Carrying my innocence off
holding it up to the moonlight
kicking and screaming until
......finally.......
he leaves it and walks away
while it is raw and naked
shaking on the cold ground.


....until a new dawn emerges
with its layers and layers
of pink and yellows.....
Good morning.

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