Dreams have become
Literally
Quite lyrically
Lately
Drifting away
On a bed of melodies
Listening to the songs
Of past memories
Bringing around
An air of clarity
And it seems
The subconscious bleeds
Figuratively
Over into reality
As I find myself awake
Singing songs I've never heard

This time last year
I was sick from the monster that ravaged her
Praying to someone I never talked to
But yelling at them to save her

Laying in bed
This time last year
She was better gone than miserably withering away
As if the hidden tears watering the carpet in the office a few stairs away
could revive her.

We become selfish as the monster ***** away any hope.
Selfish to the ones who are strong and are walking tomorrow
Selfish to the ones strapped to the stained glass window to another place

Perspective relations
For this time last year
She was sick.
Now strong.

Motivation is a remarkable flavor
Either leaving you bitter or craving to savor
It can help a bird learn how to glide
Or convince a person to commit suicide
A gift always taken for granted
A gift that has left my mind stranded
I was full of it
Problems far from heaving
But after awhile
I stopped believing

I was pleased like the sun healing from the flu
I was wrapped in an atmosphere of peace    
A blanket I could never burn through
But it was snatched, it was too good to be true
Leaving this star with a shattered debut
Abandoning dreams that I’ll never pursue

I thought the fight would be harder than reaction
But these faces are just unwanted attraction
I didn’t do it well but I survived the distance
But they’ll never stop questioning my existence
It’s funny how one mistake can change so much
My heart is injured and in need of a crutch
But I don’t think I’ll ever recover from this permanent smudge

My clothes are ***** and my thoughts are unclear
I’m starting to believe that I shouldn’t even be here
All I can think of are the bad possibilities
Of what’s to come in the future of me being guilty

But if you’d just take a chance and have faith in me
Break the shackles and let me free
A prisoner no more, a citizen I could be
One who could clean all the mistakes and all the debris
For death by doubt is a painful decree
The human mind can be cruel only to a certain degree
All I ask for is redemption, oh won’t you end the agony?
Before I make another mistake, before I lose my sanity