I was beating my head on the wall
Hoping to end it all
I put the shotgun to my chin
Ready for my life to end
I pulled the trigger but it wouldn't budge
Not granting death's soft touch
I heard a scream, a howling
Then the creatures came for me
I tried to run, to get away
Suddenly all went to grey
A large, tall man with eyes of fire
Gave me a hug, offered a lighter
I lifted the cigarette in my hand
Lit it up then thanked the man
He smiled wide then said "It's alright
You're only dreaming for tonight."
At that moment the flames engulfed me
But I couldn't find the strength to scream
They all surrounded me, laughing
Telling me this is all my life would be
Thankfully, I sat up in my bed
I gasped, "God, I wish I was dead."