Vacuums in my Dreams

Wasted away in what was late night dreaming the sunset on the beach was before my eyes

The day was ending the noise was nothing there wasnt a bug nor bother in site

When suddenly arose from no where this hum and scratch against the hardwood floor

I turned and tossed the sunset was lost and in my eyes the opposite

What a way to awake i think its now day break as the hum and scratch hit my bedroom door

My teenage reaction would be not one of satisfaction as I cussed and sweared inside my head

My mom with no idea knew I was whining and moaning there trying to sleep in bed

Suddenly it fell silent and i was able to rest again

My brain went back to dream land where a genie was about to lend

Lend me my wishes of money mansions and such when another sound came

To my life it was a punch

It was a louder hum that got louder and softer as it moved

I could tell it was for the carpet and swing to pissed did my mood

I swore and cussed insead my head as i tried to sleep in bed

I twisted and turned and that noise began to burn

When again it finally turned silent

And no longer was I violent as I fell again to dream land

As I flew away to never land

When something rang my ear wrong

It was something more electric and my head became estatic as the brushes brushed the floor

For I had had enough because the morning was to rough

I came outside my door way

As my mom said good morning

I stood there like the devil staring god right in the eye

I said mom I hate the morning I think its your turn to die