Trapped… trapped in a vicious serrated cycle.
I am without light.
Every strike of each match I take leads to immediate darkness.
I cannot see who it may be…
A ghost? A spook? A skeleton? Death maybe?
I can’t see a thing garsh darnit!
I am feeling ever so cold…
My skin is all pins and needles…
What is a little mouse like me to do?
A sensation cold icy teeth gnawing into the back of my scalp paralyzes me…
I can’t move, I can’t see, I can’t do anything!
The monster is above my head and I cannot see it…
What can I do… what can I d-
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I wish, I wish I was a fish.
I could be a steak, a shish kabob, the perfect, perfect dish.
There is only one reason I ever so wish to make this wish.
The reason is hope.
There are so many days where I find it hard to cope.
I try not to say things out of anger, for it makes me want to wash my mouth out with soap.
Instead I’ll hold onto hope, which stems from love.
Sometimes I need a sign; pennies, a hug, a white dove from above.
Anger and frustration won’t help, nor would a push or a shove.
This may sound goofy, but as I stand here tonight I swear.
I make a wish and send it to an angel above, to someone who might care.
I know my wish will come true, because I know you’ll always be there.
So on this very night, I send my wishes to the angels and light beings above.
I’m sure one day I’ll get to see my wish form from the brightest star above.
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