The dreams call to me
Listen, listen they whisper
We’ll show you who you really are
So I delve in hopeful, full of wonder and disregard for the waking hell I live in
Hoping for some kind of respite
Some relief from the pain I feel
But what I find is more than just real
I see myself in all my flaws
Grasping and the wind where my life just had been
All my loves all my joys all the reasons I live to wake for
Shown to me to hold once more
Before I wake and find I’m torn
Between these blissful nightmares and this despairing reality
Where love had been now replaced by hate
In dreams I see her face
But I lose it all in wake
Where bliss had been I come to find
That when I wake I realize
that happiness was fake
I hate to dream and I hate to live.
What dreams once did was let me live
a life away from reality
But now I’m condemned to relive
the worst recounts of mistakes I’ve made
Then do it again
When I’m awake.
I’m tortured by my mind
A weapon of terrible power
While looking to find time to forget
My mind relives each hour
Of this terrible life with which I’ve been cursed
So now I wish to never more
Dream
Live
Or wake.