The dreams come here
To punish me
For things I did,
Or should have done.
Lovers that left
And those I spurned,
People who cared
Yet wake no more.
They come to me
In night’s black cloak.
I wake up cold,
Alone with them.
Romance by Shona Silverman
The dreams come here
To punish me
For things I did,
Or should have done.
Lovers that left
And those I spurned,
People who cared
Yet wake no more.
They come to me
In night’s black cloak.
I wake up cold,
Alone with them.