I wrote this poem ages ago but I don’t think I’ve ever shared it and if I did, oh well, here it is again.

Bad Dream

It’s been happening for a while now
I wake up at 4am screaming
Screaming from a dream that I should leave you
You don’t love me the way you should
4am is the only time I can accept this
I make a silent agreement to continue
Why?
You’d have to ask her
A few hours later she’ll wake up
Denying that reality is nothing more than a bad dream

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