This dream is driving her up the wall. <br />Every night she can hear them call. <br />She doesn’t want to go to sleep at night. <br />But people always tell her its all right. <br />She’s walking and she knows what she’ll see. <br />Down a long hall then she bumps her knee. <br />Doesn't pay attention to what's around. <br />She stops at a closed door; she hears a sound. <br />The next thing she hears is someone calling out. <br />Like they are hurt; she looks all about. <br />The door is locked and she can’t find the knob. <br />She can’t take it anymore and she begins to sob. <br />She screams as she looks up and sees the girl. <br />The girl is suspended in the air and begins to whirl. <br />She wakes up sitting in her safe and warm bed. <br />Every night this dream haunts me in my head.<br /><br />MISS SEXY MAMA<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/this-dream-4/
