Nightmares are Dreams

by Ashamed   Dec 11, 2004


I shut my eyes, wondering why
I live the life, and live the lie
Sleep’s my escape, from day to day
Yet it brings pain to me while here I lay

I shut my eyes to stop the seeing
Of her in my mind, I stare at the ceiling
But when I fall, into my sleep
A new world starts, of pain and misery.

In this world, is hurt and pain
Some sort of hell, driving me insane
But for some reason, deep down in me
In some strange way, it makes me happy

Pain is good, gives us what we deserve
And here’s no different, no new learning curve
Pain is relieving, to see the blood
And here’s no different, it brings such good.

I hope I never wake, from the dream I have
As in that dream, pain is all I know of
No confusion or depression, no time for those
Just thinking of pain, and how my mind rose.

The hurt drives me, even in sleep
And without it, all I do, is lie here and weep.

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