Bitter Dreams

Dear God if you allow me to dream tonight, I pray those dreams aren't about her,
If I dream I pray it'll bring some type of stability to my heart,
She's out of my life, but I find myself going back to a time where she was,
And I can see why...Two years of my life had her in it.

If you allow me to dream tonight let those dreams replace her face,
Let my heart forget her name, let my body find her touch disgusting,
Let my skin forget her touch and soul forget her bliss,
Let my nose forget her smell and my lips forget her kiss,

Let my ears forget her sound, let my body forget hers,
Because she's forgotten mine, this is my "She Hurt Me" story,
My heart's contractions pump slow, and why, I don't know,
Love pretended to be my hearts friend, but it just lefted a hole,

So my soul is now low, in pain, and still stiched,
She's a female who dogged me out, the living form of a bitch,
And this I deserve to say, YES this I deserve to say,
Because while some wouldn't give her the time,
I gave her 730 days of mine,

Fingers message the brains cage, hoping that it'll some how subdue the rage,
That only can be released on a page, and recited on a stage,
Vocal Cords want to scream constant cursing's of her name,
But the brain keeps them quite, "Don't let them see your pain."

So I won't let them see my pain and of this I am sure,
And if you allow me to dream tonight Lord...I pray that they're not about her.

-2006