A thought can be like
Being burned
At the stake

Sometimes I dream
But sometimes it's dark
Either colours
Or sensory deprevation
Those are my nights

See you in my dreams tonight
for the stars only align in the dark

When I said I was alive
It didn't mean I was fine
It didn't mean I wasn't hurting
It just meant I've left my shell intact

Even if the moon shall stop
and the waves shatter in their lonely dance
I will be there at the tide
Waiting for the salt in the air to stand still over the desert sand
to tell me stories of lost lands

Thinking about the past
Seems unreal
Like a dream
I've seen it and done it
But I'm just not sure it happend

I've been missing sleep
Talking when I should be in bed
Loving while my eyes burn
They say sleep heals
But nothing has healed me more
Than you