Nightmare Poem by Casey Stewart

I fear that this day will grow old
Awakening this morning from a nightmare
That you were tired of me
Please don’t turn away when dust has covered
All that has become of this world
What thoughts lay in the back of my mind?
Why do you no longer reach out for me?
When I am so desperately in need
Of belief
This nightmare was so real
It forewarns of a future that may come
And burry everything
I don’t want this to end, but why?
Why have I been preparing for it all along?
Every second since we met, every hour spent apart
I prepare, for the fire, for the floods, for the Earth to shake
Am I really that pessimistic?
Or do I see your true feelings?
Because I’ve been so right about you before
All my predictions have come true, except one
And it is the one I’ve been making all along
Monotony kills, and you hold the blade
Don’t forget me, don’t forget us…