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.