Bad Day Dreams

I can't get it out of my head. The nightmares. Vulnerability. Horrible images. Doubt. Broken heart. Fear. Neglect. Loneliness, like a cold winter chill. I can't shake the crimes befallen me. I just was bleed enough to let it all run out. Life is a cruel place to be, with cruel people having fun off your hardships. Hm, wish it were a paying job. I am to over qualified for anything else. I suppose it's nightmares for eternity.