Living Nightmares
Vivid memories surround
As the darkness draws near
A weak, wounded man
Consumed by all fear
This man cannot breathe
His heart races on
This past he must face
Until the clock reaches dawn
The remorse and regret
He never thought he'd feel
Is risen from these thoughts
Cuts that won't heal
Drowning in his own sorrow
Has become a routine
For he cannot escape this nightmare
Because of tragedies unforeseen
This hell he must endure
Until he finally awakens
To the bright light of day
His soul completely shaken
These dreams he can no longer take
Tell the story of his being
This happens every night
There's no way to stop the bleeding
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