cannot grab in a hand by hira-geco
Nightmare
I awoke from my dream horrified,
His blood was thick for he was slain,
Silence amoung this night he died,
Suddenly i gulped down a glass of blame,
The Bourbon the burden likely the same,
My world crashed to a stop for abdomen pain,
My blood boiled in my veins,
The sickly dream i dreamed that night,
A reality drenched with the insane,
The lights go out i lost my sight,
My breathing loud and the outside rain,
Contoured by evil in mind surely the end,
For this morning i awoke and had killed my best friend.
-Donny
This is a crack at a Edgar Allen Poe-esk Poem
