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Dreaming (Seperation Anxiety #11)

Analyze this dream for me - Tell me what this means to me One more pill to make me sleep - or one to stay awake Change this nightmare, please, for me - Take the pain away from me Bend so far - so much at stake - Bend too far to f---ing break Blood shot eyes, I'm so damned tired - Don't want to sleep - Afraid to sleep Candle burns beside my bed - you never said goodbye I dream about you when I sleep, I miss you so - Why did you go? So alone without you here, but too damned tired to cry Everywhere, I see your face - Another pill - I've lost the thrill Too far away to hear your voice - A whisper blown away Every night the bad dreams come - so far from home & so alone i'd give my life & my last breath to hear the words you'd say Whisper once again to me, " I love you so - I'll never go " In my arms & in my dreams, but only in my mind Time again - I need the sleep - to fall asleep - fall too damned deep In my heart & to the bone - something I thought I'd find Once again, into my eyes - from blue to gray - don't go away I promise you I won't let go until the day I die A sad, sad song beside a grave - An ode to life - goodbye, my wife A rainy day - A eulogy - with no one there to cry A simple stone lost in the weeds - flush with the ground - will not be found A flower dried up in a vase that lies, now, on it's side Looking at an empty screen - deep in a dream - I heard a scream Waking up, I realize - A dream - I never died To my left & in your sleep - breath in my ear - I feel you there The nightmare never goes away - A pill to stay awake in your face & in your eyes - A promise there - an answered prayer But still, the nightmare tells me that my heart is going to break.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2006




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