silenced whispers of the heart | poetry

nightmare

i love to sleep.
i love to dream.
i get the most bizarre dreams every night.
although crazy and random,
i love it.
i love the weirdness.
i love the thrill.
i love the confusion.
but dreams of you?
i can't seem to love anymore.
with you, i dream of sunshine
and rainbows.
i dream of a fairytale.
i dream of love and happiness.
it's truly a dream.
i don't like to wake up from it.
i want it to be my reality.
i want to stay.
i want to be with you in those dreams.
but i can't.

i wake up without you in my life.
i

wake up to reality.
i'd rather dream of ghosts and monsters,
than wake up from a beautiful fantasy.
real life is a nightmare.