My Dreams, Or My Reality
How do I know it's real, how can I tell if it's true. When my days turn into nightmares, is it all for real. What is my reality, what are my dream's. when you've had no sleep can your dreams become fear. I try running but they always find me. I try hideing but what am I hideing from? The night time shadow's still haunt me even if I'm awake. Dearing the day I still cant escape. But in the end there's no sleeping when your on the run from your dream's, so tonight will be the last time you'll hear from me.
-Amber lynn-
Copyright © Amber Lomaneck | Year Posted 2013
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