Who’s Going to Save Me But Myself?

There was a time when,

All I thought of was the picket fence

A place surrounded by laughter

Closing in on stormy days

To a warmth of arms and limbs

With each passing,

It seemed as thus

My dreams were there

My world was true

Until I was blinded

My eyes torn from the light

Only patches peeking through

And each passing day the time got shorter

The picket fence, worn


Sounds of laughter were in the distance

Those stormy nights,

Laid cold to rest

Nearing an end that I could not take

Allowing demons to fester in the yard

And words to rape our world


I remember the time,

The picket fence, the laughter

The warmth and feel of arms and limbs

My dreams were there

And my world was true

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