Am I not
supposed to dream?
I see all the
things that I wish I never could see,
They come to me
in the night.
I wish I could
lose my sight,
That these
nightmares would go to white.
Here I am
predicting all the things I couldn’t possible make up,
And all of my
mistakes unfold in front of me.
I am the curse
that attacks me in my sleep.
I am addicted
to running from these rules.
What else could
I do to make you not follow in my dreams footsteps?
Dear dream
weaver haven’t I suffered enough,
How many more
tears need to fall from my face?
I stuck to your
make believe that came true,
Now why don’t
you just set me free?
By the time I
wake in the morning I am fearful of what I might see.
I dreamt that
you might end up leaving me.
I wish I could
be known to the truth,
But here I know
you are already gone,
And my heart
already feels sick with pain.
Why must you
torture me?
Why can’t I be
blind in my dreams?
Dear dream
weaver haven’t I lost enough,
How many more
wounds will I have to endure?
I played to
your rules, and I came to know you’re true,
Now why can’t
you just set me loose?
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