| Fright In The Morning |
| I awoke from a nightmare, I knew it wasn’t real, But it scared me. I looked around But saw no one there to turn to, Nothing to comfort me. I thought of calling Someone to save me, But it was too early, I may rouse them From there warm and pleasant sleep. So I lay shaking. No other option. Afraid to move or close my eyes, Those thoughts, those images, They might return. But what do you do When you’ve got no one to say, ‘Don’t worry, Everything will be okay,’ |
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