Tied To A Dream
Tied To A Dream
I was shaking,
Just awake from a dream,
That seemed like a nightmare,
And it stayed back quite alive.
The first question that consciousness,
Brought to me,
Made world an eerie place,
It was acid,
I was broken.
My mind did the parenting,
When pain surged,
I had no control,
And it was immoral to ask,
Why was I brought into
This world!