Him

Him

Since I was a child
In my dreams
There was a Man
Though the dreams changed
He was always there
I played with him in my dreams

When I was four
He was a constant companion
To have a friend
All that I had to do was close
My eyes and sleep

At twelve
My mother took me away
From all that I knew
But he was still with me
My one anchor
To the home that was left
A comfort of old times
And an old friend
In a new town

Now at twenty
And moved all over
He still comes to me
But the dreams had altered
No longer of happiness, or
Love or light
They are of darkness, hatred, pain,
And Blood
In dreams I am scared
I can no longer see
His face as I did as a child

The dreams haunt and tire me
When I wake I’m in daze
As I get out of bed
I look to my door and
He is there, real
I don’t know weather
To run away
Or to run to him