The nightmares are not when you sleep,
But when you awake.
Don't open your eyes will fall in deep.
The emotions that hurt you- your heart is at stake.
You are about to lose all sanity;
The pain of losing must be sick revenge.
Sleeping brings the good times back- everything has clarity.
You will always come in 2nd; you won't ever have the leverage.
Revenge has come to kill an destroy that young beating heart.
You can't seem to ever heal just wound after wound.
Every dream is a reminder of what you lost, piercing like a dart.
Just let those thoughts- change your mood.
