My Nightmare

Stuck in this nightmare again
crying like a dying wren

tears roll down my bloodstained cheeks
my outline on life shining so bleak

burden lay heavy in my eyes
heavy with incessant lies

pulse throbs as I look upon him
his blood red in lighting dim

my love, cast out of the world
my senses by sight lulled

as I scrape the blade across
slowly staining my dress

pain edging me into perceiving
why so hurried on leaving?

as I plead with my maker
in my final uprising stir

I wish to my god I would wake
changing my reality to a nightmare fake