Dreams of standing tall all alone seems so unrealistic while awake.
Nightmares of who I am are all too real even when my eyes open.
What makes a dream so unrealistic. What is the difference between the day and the night that I fight with when the lights go out.
What makes a nightmare so haunting and real. Where does the nightmare end and reality begin?
To me the nightmare never ends.
I pinch myself awake but I'm already here.
So many of my loved ones are here but only in my dreams are they with me.
when I wake , I am still all alone.
Can't I shake this never ending nightmare ?
I wish to be the girl I see in my dreams , who is strong and proud of who she is and where she is at no matter what burdens and struggles she is currently possessing . She holds her head high because she loves the person she is and has worked to become and doesn't need to depend on anyone .
So each morning I wake up putting on this mask of the girl from my dreams in attempts to be that person that I want to be and that I know everyone wishes I could be.
I wish I could feel safe in my own skin and loved without my mask.
But the dream ended a while ago and all I see now is nightmares and a long tunnel with no end
Jun 17, 2017
Jun 17, 2017 at 9:52 AM UTC
Dreams of standing tall all alone seems so unrealistic while awake.
Nightmares of who I am are all too real even when my eyes open.
What makes a dream so unrealistic. What is the difference between the day and the night that I fight with when the lights go out.
What makes a nightmare so haunting and real. Where does the nightmare end and reality begin?
To me the nightmare never ends.
I pinch myself awake but I'm already here.
So many of my loved ones are here but only in my dreams are they with me.
when I wake , I am still all alone.
Can't I shake this never ending nightmare ?
I wish to be the girl I see in my dreams , who is strong and proud of who she is and where she is at no matter what burdens and struggles she is currently possessing . She holds her head high because she loves the person she is and has worked to become and doesn't need to depend on anyone .
So each morning I wake up putting on this mask of the girl from my dreams in attempts to be that person that I want to be and that I know everyone wishes I could be.
I wish I could feel safe in my own skin and loved without my mask.
But the dream ended a while ago and all I see now is nightmares and a long tunnel with no end
