Whispers in My Dream

Souls are crying
Women begging
For their lives

What have we turned into
Monsters
No, more than that.

My dreams are forsaking me
They are replaced by these voices
Voices I can’t recognise

Should I listen to these whispers
Who hide in the dark
But trust things that hide in the dark

These days.
What happened to faith?
Should be my hope by now

Predicting your future
Could make more pain
What is the use of running

These voices in my dreams
They could be my remedy
Of this pain I have.