Dream Weaver

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?