In dreams I've died countless times but when I open my eyes I'm still here
I've felt the cold embrace of ocean depths crushing my lungs as I drift deeper into darkness
Felt the jagged edge of blades and watched my blood spill onto the ground
Felt hollow steel pressed against my head and warm tears fall from my face
I've felt the rope snap and blood vessels burst beneath the surface of my skin
Yet every day I wake to this broken world the ghost of my dreams, lingering and longing to close my eyes once again
Dec 22, 2017
Dec 22, 2017 at 6:59 PM UTC
In dreams I've died countless times but when I open my eyes I'm still here
I've felt the cold embrace of ocean depths crushing my lungs as I drift deeper into darkness
Felt the jagged edge of blades and watched my blood spill onto the ground
Felt hollow steel pressed against my head and warm tears fall from my face
I've felt the rope snap and blood vessels burst beneath the surface of my skin
Yet every day I wake to this broken world the ghost of my dreams, lingering and longing to close my eyes once again
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