I keep on having dreams
Where my only comfort is
knowing

That your out there
Somewhere

Hiding,Sleeping and Alive

Out of Harms way
from my broken lips
And horrid mind

But I can't keep hoping
Like I do

That you'll come back

Crawling, Groveling, and Love Sick

From the many nights
I've spent up
Cursing You

Because In My Dreams
My Only Comfort

Is really

Only The Idea Of You