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Complete, First published Jan 13, 2015
The day seems good until you wake up.
The world seems welcoming until you enter it.
When the morning comes nothing seems good
the moment my eyes open and until they are shut
I feel like death would be better, safer, and more peaceful.
But the moment my eyes are closed dreams come and take
me.
The dream of peace and happiness, the warmth and love.
It may only last a moment but it gives me strength
Strength for the day to come
No matter what it be, a nightmare or a fantasy
It seems better then life.
Friends in my dreams never leave or change
Time never passes to fast or to slow
You are never forgotten or hated
Nothing seems better and you start to feel happy.
Then the sun comes up and your brought back,
back to the truth of the world.
The pain and sadness,
The hate and fear of life washes over you
and you wish you wouldn't have open your eyes.
You want to fall back into your welcoming sleep
Where nothing goes wrong and you are always loved.
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