Now I don't get nightmares,
Perhaps it was just a phase,
Yeah, she had a scary face.
But I never get good dreams either,
Not when I'm a sleeping monster,
Nor when awake without anger.
Here nobody does forever dock,
My heart is such a lonely rock,
Where dreams do not knock.
They come, park, and leave forever.
They only worsen my loneliness.
My HP Poem #1365
©Atul Kaushal