I've been having those old dreams
The ones years ago that reaped me of my sanity
They're the same ones when you'd wake me to hold me
You'd be there when I was shaking
Tossing and turning
When I lacked breathing..

But now, when I dream, it is different
But not because you're not there.

It is a cold, dark silhouette
And I swear, it haunts me.
It cascades my bedroom walls and attacks me at my throat
Bad omens always stayed away from me,
They were always following you.
So, what changed?
****.. Who knows.

Now, I shake and quiver
I sweat and I cry
In the middle of my sleep I scream
I scream, I scream, I SCREAM!
But, no one hears me.
No one holds me.
So I stay shaking
Tossing and turning
I still lack breathing.

But one last thing I have left out,
That Bible I keep by my head, you know,
Pages were ripped out.
That silhouette that cascades my bedroom in the middle of the night,
That omen..
****, it's your demon.
You brought me bad luck.
I can't believe I let your demons in.
****.