I’m squashed in my pillow.
Water penetrates within the cotton cover.
My heart melts away,
weakness takes over,
trembling at the thought.Memories fill my mind,
it only makes matters worse.
I grab my white teddy
clinging for my own dear life.My room disappears,
I’m floating into a memory.
Imagining your face
and feeling your embrace.I slip into hallucinations.
I see you grace on by;
my soul begins to rise.I race towards you
In slowmo, but I just need ammo;
for the gun in my hand,
but it’s really just a fan,in my hallucination.
I begin to shake,
it must be an earthquake.
You run the other way,
“poof” you’re goneI see my mom rocking me,
It’s gonna be okay
If only I had Alzheimer
maybe I could forgetAll that haunts me
is past regrets
All that haunts me
is your deathin my hallucination.
Back Home 12-27-03 Ashley Lauer