They are a dreadful torment
They end as soon as I wake
It’s the good dreams that kill me
The ones that make it simple
The ones that make me forget
Filled with courage
Filled with sight
Becoming real danger when I open my eyes
And so I do
With a thousand times more pain
Than I ever felt when I was awake
They make me hopeful
They make me yearn
They make me want to end it all
No hope
No pain
No dream
No breath
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