SHADES OF NIGHTMARE
 

Broken shadows,

Of the night.

Broken halos,

Of pure light.

Broken knives,

Have teeth that bite.

Broken parts,

That fit not right.

Broken lives,

From the fight.

Broken hearts,

Squeezed shut tight.

Broken thoughts,

You cannot keep.

Broken dreams,

Of nightmare.

Broken plots,

In your sleep.

Broken screams,

Come out of there.
 

Angel of death.

Demons breath.

Breathing down your neck.

Need some air.

But it's hard to care,

When you've been dead,

Beat.
 

Look to the sky,

Wish to fly.

But you wear shoes of concrete.

Look at the Sun.

Curse the one,

That gives you heat.

Slit your throat to free your head.
 

Don't become one of the living dead.

Copyright © 1993 by Alexander McDonald

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