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Dreamstate...............

My dreams are a sick joke, they taunt me. Even in my dreams I know that I'm an idiot that's about to wake up to reality. I can walk forever, but I still end up on the pavement. I tell myself what to dream, but it never works. My dreams start off wonderful, but before I wake they turn to nightmares. I try to fly across the beautiful blue sky, but I always fall. Everything is so clear my head is a mess. Why am I always hoping that everything will be alright. Why do I believe that this will be better in a different light. Life can be so cruel to me, and their is nothing I can do. I hate being trapped in this careless depression. I hate being the one that gets hit with this pain. My Life is a trick gone horrible wrong, they all laugh at me. I try to wake up with out breathing so heavy, but I have no control. Even in my dreams I'm the center of this waste. I don't want to taste this pain anymore. I don't want to walk with this mask on my face. I don't want to be the one that is the joke. My Dreams are cruel game, it's Game Over every time.

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Madison said…
Keep walking. Soon you'll be able to look down at your broken-in shoes and smile. They're finally comfortable.

Dreams are meant to be random, astonishing surprises. Some good, some bad, but all are simply breathtaking.

You've got a long life ahead of you, so take time to drown yourself in the beauty of that beautiful blue sky while falling.
[Multitasking, babe]

Lastly, getting so many gameovers make the final victory even sweeter. Keep on trying; there are cheat codes.
January 30, 2009 at 12:58 AM
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