THE RAIN

A feeling of cleanliness.

Let the water rain down on me.

I can’t resist its pull.

 

It draws me to the window.

 

I watch its majestic descent to earth.

 

It washes away all dirt.

 

The impurities left behind by humanity.

 

Wash me.

 

Clean me.

A NIGHTMARE BECOMES HELL

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Lost in a field of daisies.

Falling between the stalks.

Covered by their leaves.

Pulled down by their roots.

Darkness succumbs me.

Dirt envelopes me.

Illusion becomes reality.

A nightmare becomes hell.

No way out for me.

Only daisies and more daisies.

THE DEAD love their games.

THE DEAD GAME

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BURIED IN THE SAND

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I’ve been buried in the dirt.

At least I had on a shirt.

Who did this to me?

I can’t even see.

Sand fills my mouth and my eyes.

I won’t tell you any lies.

I deserve to be in the sand.

So now give me a helping hand.