The night terrors have gotten worse now
And it’s been so long since I last slept
The thought of rest is starting to sound surreal
Yet every time my lids grow heavy
This nightmare becomes reality
My greatest fear becomes my fate
In dream after dream I am forced
To see myself die, each night in a new way
Over and over I witness the end of my life
This does not scare me for I fear not the reaper
But another detail never changes
It is what I see as I draw in my final breath
This mirage of my mind stands at my side
Though she’s always just out of reach
Her eyes telling the tale of heart break
This nameless woman bears my child
For my greatest fear is not my death
It’s leaving behind the family that I never met
Mar 23, 2014
Mar 23, 2014 at 1:03 PM UTC
The night terrors have gotten worse now
And it’s been so long since I last slept
The thought of rest is starting to sound surreal
Yet every time my lids grow heavy
This nightmare becomes reality
My greatest fear becomes my fate
In dream after dream I am forced
To see myself die, each night in a new way
Over and over I witness the end of my life
This does not scare me for I fear not the reaper
But another detail never changes
It is what I see as I draw in my final breath
This mirage of my mind stands at my side
Though she’s always just out of reach
Her eyes telling the tale of heart break
This nameless woman bears my child
For my greatest fear is not my death
It’s leaving behind the family that I never met
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