Fresh

Fresh in my mind the day runs
Over and over it turns
The flash of light burns
killing the silence

A sentence leaves my lips
A word leaps into the air
No one seems to care
No end to the random violence

Images flash before my eyes
Power surges through my veins
anger causes me great pains
And slowly my life begins to fade

How can I deal with my hell
A tear runs down my cheek
the future seems so bleak
I stare intently at the blade

Far from reality my love dwells
slowly seeping between the cracks
escaping my lonely grasp
My end is coming fast

And the dream ends in a flash
My eyes open in a fright
at times my mind seems so bright
But my feelings seem to come last.

Fresh in my mind the dream stays
slowly eating away at my mind
It does not like to be kind
But who am I to argue.