Broken

Broken is much as i thought at the time.

Broken thoughts and broken dreams,
broken everything it seems,
when my thoughts turn to the bad,
broken thoughts are in my head.
Broken dreams from dusk til' dawn,
nothing fixed the dreams are wrong.
The dreams are wrong,
the demons bad,
telling secrets in my head.
In my head the secrets lie,
until dawn the time flies by.
When the thoughts hurt me the most,
my dreams are there to fight the ghost.
The ghost of thoughts lying quietly in my head,
lying quietly until my dreams turn bad.