Dreamers

by heather   Jul 6, 2004


Late at night
i dream of you
when the sky has turned
it's darkest blue
sweet dreams
visit me no more
all the happiness ends
when i walk through that door
the dark red blood
that falls to the ground
this is how my life is lived
with no one else around
the overwhelming pain is a sweet release
for my heart to fly away
every drop of blood that falls
brings me closer to happier days
tears and blood mix on my floor
dead silence, dry as a bone
laying on the floor
dying all alone
i pretend that your beside me
telling me that you care
but my room is empty
and you were never there

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