The Dream

Wake up in the morning
another day of grief
still afraid to open my eyes
because of disbelief

goto bed wondering
how better it would be
if this life where living
were to go on without me

another day of crying
another day of fear
all i think is dieing
while i shred a tear

goto bed dreaming
dreaming of my mistakes
but the dream i dream of
is that timmy never wakes