Life, was just a dream. Morning rises ,the empty scream, no sound was herd. Handcuffed to the bed, missing again. Tortured by memories, I don't know what's next. Doorways to the past, post traumatic nightmares, terrors of my soul. Holding me close, my fear absorbs me, in the cracks, I was so young once. Sleep, make believe peace and tears. Even make believe peace, is a lie I welcomed. I wish I could hold her one last time. Shhhhhh love calls. Sleep---goodbye---goodnight.