dreams

disaster dreams and horror filled my sleep
my daughter kidnapped then my search to find her
i turned into a monster woke myself
junkie dreams of rape and fear of murder
the stress of no real job is getting to me
the constant struggle to help those in need
the fact that i must face my growing older
worry that i still have mouths to feed
maybe that is were the dreaming comes from
fighting for a way to make things better
holding up the weight of life and then some
praying for a break in this bad weather
what i do from now on counts a lot
survival's on my plate i'm on the spot