NIGHTMARES

NIGHTMARES

With all my clothes I am sitting here,
And let the warm rain down on me.
Warm rain down but inside cold,
And arms around me try to hold.
Eyes look nowhere, do not see,
But all that happened I still hear.

Water cleanses, is what they say.
I let the warm rain wash it off,
Warm rain wash it off but inside pain.
If only it would never be felt again.
If I could only yell enough, enough!
Would this then really be the last day?

Every night I am sitting here,
And let the warm rain down on me,
Warm raid down on me, nights are cruel.
Nights are my demons favourite fuel,
Nights they come and pity me.
Night-time is what I mostly fear.

I close the tap, remove the clothes
From the haunted dreaming me.
Wet and shivering, towel dry,
And watch as daybreak lights the sky,
Welcoming sun, embracing, see
How rays finally destroy sorrows.

© Darren White