I wake up in a cold sweat
I dreamt of you again
I lost my sister, my role model and also my dearest friend
I cry myself to sleep most nights
And wake up in a dreary fright
Sometimes I want to run and hide
Just take my pain and put it aside
My heart has bled, so have my wrists
My wounds the angels have kissed
In my dreams you're there
I try to reach you but you disappear
I wake up in a cold sweat I dreamt of you again
Thank you! I wrote that when I was 14. I haven't written in so long. So I finally wrote last night. I don't know how well I did it's called Without you.
