Man Outside


Outside my window every night,
A man would watch my dreadful fight,
To run away to call for help,
Why would this fight never end,

He watched for years every night,
Not being able to help my plight,

One night I left my window open,
The man came in to help me sober,
He engulfed my body in pure white light,
To help me calm my dreaded mind,
I know if I left my nest he would follow me to help me rest.

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