The Warth of The Rag Dolls

One melancholy winter evening,
Came footsteps from the dark,
A shadow formed the feeling of anguish,
Sheer pain shot through my mind.

Nothing seems to be all right,
Nothing seems to work out,
No one really cares,
Thanks to that rag doll in my mind.

I wish itll just get out of there,
Or I may just collapse and die,
Playing over and over again,
A horror scene, flashing in my thoughts.

The rag doll walks across the room,
Crushes my bones and body,
Nothing can save me now,
Its like a throbbing toothache of the mind.

As I dream I make out the silhouette of an angel,
The bright light behind her stunned me,
Drain the pressure from the swelling,
I did ask.

I shall kiss the demons from your dreams,
Her golden halo began to go red,
The sensation was overwhelming,
As the rag doll was banished from my mind.

A puff of smoke,
An eerie scream,
And the rag doll was cleared,
From every dream.