The loud banging sounds are going through her head,
Lying there, almost feeling half dead.
Listening carefully to all the words that were being said.
Taking in whatever messages were being fed.
A crash and bang, she felt, around her bed.
Time now, to take her meds.
Whatever storms crosses her pathway,
She will be ready, it's happening any coming day.
Her nightmares feed off of her brain,
This time she Hopes not to go insane.
Her burdens were his pride,
She made one horrific bride,
With a cross blade by her side,
She hopes this time he doesn't hide.
She was ordered to kill, if things got complicated,
With the jab of the needle, he was sedated.
Walking through this nightmare all alone.
Made lifes burdens, hers to own.
Everyone who tried to be there for her pain.
Was shot through the heart, in the pouring rain.
She will walk these nightmares without him.
Struggling powers, a night of sin.
©terrylin53
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