Desperate screams fill the air as i sink into a never ending dream,
A dream where life doesnt exist and all there will ever be is me trapped in a eternal slumber.
This dream doesnt end in angst for whats to dream next,
Because the dream never ends.
Im stuck filling the darkness with grey and black, not even thinking of what the dream even means.
Because in this dream i cannot think, and in this dream i cannot awake.
This dream is mine and only mine to decode without thinking or awakening.
This dream is mine,
Mine to keep,
And mine to dream.
Jun 11, 2013
Jun 11, 2013 at 3:49 AM UTC
Desperate screams fill the air as i sink into a never ending dream,
A dream where life doesnt exist and all there will ever be is me trapped in a eternal slumber.
This dream doesnt end in angst for whats to dream next,
Because the dream never ends.
Im stuck filling the darkness with grey and black, not even thinking of what the dream even means.
Because in this dream i cannot think, and in this dream i cannot awake.
This dream is mine and only mine to decode without thinking or awakening.
This dream is mine,
Mine to keep,
And mine to dream.
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