• I have problems.
    I get no sleep.
    I'm stuck reading columns,
    I'm stuck in deep.
    I think about you,
    My heart never stops.
    I'm seeing in two,
    And everything pops.
    I'm thinking of meeting you,
    Once again,
    But that will nevr do.
    I write this in pen,
    So it's always here.
    I write you a letter,
    Starting with, Dear,
    This has always made me feel better.
    No sleep means less time,
    And less time means no sleep.
    I hear a chime,
    But its coming in deep.
    The sleep is near,
    So lay your head down.
    The sleep is here,
    No need to frown.
    You'll have dreams,
    All about him.
    And everything seems,
    So dim.
    I want it to be bright.
    It's not going as planned.
    Everything is night.
    Graves all over the land.
    Arms are comming,
    Out of the graves.
    Pushing and shoving,
    As I run toward the caves.
    I silently wait,
    As i cower in fear.
    I feel like bait,
    As their coming near.
    I wake from the nightmare,
    Breathing hard.
    That wasnt fare.
    That was all lard.
    It was supposed to be him,
    But it wasnt that.
    Instead it was them.
    Here comes my cat,
    As comforting as can be.
    He made me feel better,
    With happiness and glee.
    I go back to my letter,
    As joyful as can be. heart