I'm twisting, turning, sweating, burning. What's in my mind is so disturbing. The world is falling, piece by piece. People are mad like angry beasts. I open my eyes but the remain closed, showing me this world that is out of control. I pry my eyes but the refuse, exposing this world of issues. I don't want to see this; its far too ugly. People are mad, everything is ******. I want to wake up from this nightmare; where is the other world, where? But I don't wake up, not now, not ever. This is the nightmare we are living together.
I open my eyes. I’m drowning. Dark water surrounds me, I can feel them. I see nothing but water but I can feel them watching me. Laughing at me. I can’t breathe. My lungs burn. I can feel their gaze on my skin. I can’t do it. I have to breathe. It goes dark as the water fills my lungs.
I made you cry, Way to many times But you keep saying that you're fine And babe.... Am really trying to love you more and hurt you less. Why won't i find a way? I made you cry for a reason i don't get But i can't get it of my chest. So i still don't get why you love me? Am just a bad dream, That won't let you sleep. It's messing with my head Why won't i find a way to love you more and hurt less.
The left of center are in north bound throes of a dupe and can't begin to forecast this wonder of polluted marvel, in the morrow my optics discharged in a catastrophic traversal
While whimsy and accidental feels like I've taken pills a power rain this sobbing has spilled No longer to be contained based on sheer will
Attacked by neurotic transcending While sifting through files and photo stacks Came across multiples of your smiling face From when I shot you, a couple hundred miles back No one would dare debase the abundance of your emitted grace
Bloodshot mist eyed and blind from tears control lost during transport steer Drips off my cheek pouring down my chest Could make great sense to don a life vest Filling up floorboards like a spraying firehose Shattering cascades diamondize the windows A single glance at an image turns farmland into rural seaquake If they interview my lifeless corpse what a headline this will make, turning tragedy into a foolish mistake people will curse and laugh Paved over roads now films unseen when dusk fuse night from the weep my eyes dispensed Elements effected by incidents Rising waves climb over to decimate interstate 65 All over a tiny tear drop and her sweet smiling photograph
it's just a bad dream it's all in my head only this time it's happening in real life instead so every night when i enter another world i see you with your hands on some other girl and when i finally awaken i start to cry because it just doesn't stop after opening my eyes you used to hold me tight when i'd have a bad dream patch all my holes and sew up my seams “it's just a bad dream it's all in your head” only this time it's happening in real life instead