I dreamt it
The worst scenario life
I was alive still
Even when I should have.

It is magical
The world so darkened
every beat metal
with my surprising survival.

ferns and thorns
no roses survived long
the sun came down
The eyes are forever sullen.

every good was bad
And bad had taken a worst turn
the sweet was sour
And bitterness had different level

I wanted to end
The dream and both
I'd like to finish
Before it ever starts in real.

Smiles remained
But devoid of slightest joy
voice pained
scratchy and weak.

the steep sleep
And the restless awakening
the sun was up
but eyes remained swollen.