The Deathbed of Dreams

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Confused

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It's hard to stop thoughts,

When you can't even think;

So I lie here helpless,

Look what you've done to me.


I can't help but hear,

Though I try to ignore;

They say, "Change your mindset,"

But it's not mine, it's yours.


Why are thoughts now voices?

So each second's draining;

What is me and what's you?

The storm just keeps raging.


A hamster on a wheel,

In the midst of the sea;

Surrounded by monsters,

Every night the same dream.


What if sleep was still rest,

Rather than silent war;

You don't always stay long,

Still, you'll come back for more.


Take your claws off my life,

My mind's not your toy;

There's a hole to be filled,

You just widen the void.


They say it's in my head,

But that's where you reign;

I hide in the shadows,

And your color, it stains.


These words in my mind,

Where did they come from?

So strange, so absurd,

Slow-killing weapons.


Cut straight to the heart,

As if they were aimed;

Too much chaos to see,

Answers drowned in the rain.


Thoughts and words and feelings,

Dark and light and lies;

Something's missing, it's lost,

Impossible to find.


The world feels hopeless,

That's the aim of your game;

I know it, can't stop it,

'Cause you came here to play.


You thrive in the madness,

Where I suffocate;

There you wrap me in chains,

I'm too weak to break.


Pleas are of no use,

You're a merciless beast;

Confusion and fear,

In you they're complete.


Where dreams go to shatter,

The graveyard of hope;

And the dreamers may fall,

Walking on the tightrope.


Their sanity broke.

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