Dreams I dream
Sleep I wish came sooner
Images morph into reality
Reality morphs into pain
I wish to be back asleep
I wish for the pain to flow far away

See what you will
Do what you must
The pain is still there, lingering in the dust
I lay as you walk all over me still
I lay as you leave, not daring to care
A bridge is my body, to carry you over
My tears the river, in which you are in awe over

I've caught it!
I’ve felt the blossoms in the spring
To lose it would be dreadful.
To have to leave would be like keeping the bees away!

Emotions of colors, variations of patterns to keep
We grasp on so hard not realizing the flower is wilting
Tears is the only thing keeping the once vibrant flower alive

Why can’t you let go?
Why can’t you let it die?
Is it not crueler to keep it?
Is it not punishing to halt it’s fate?
So why not just let the flower wilt away?

It walks with me in the shadows
Ever growing, ready to swallow me up
The darkness creeps up without me knowing
It's only a feeling of dark and cold
Like a ghostly hug from death itself

Wherever I go, It follows obediently
It will never leave me, always be there
Sometimes, I almost welcome it
Sometimes, I want to catch only a glimpse
of the shadow where death lives

Heat creeps up
Light flickers
You seek the warmth the fire offers
It guides you home, through darkened shadows
It's warmth hugs you,
keeping death from you

But don't get too close
For one wrong move the fire will consume you
It's never fully safe, yet you chose it to protect you

It will burn.
It will swallow you whole,
leaving nothing left
Yet you dance in the fire like you're with an old friend

Don't get too comfortable.
Don't get too near
For the fire is not the friend you made it out to be, I fear.

Do you remember? Do you remember me?
The fog cleared, I’m waiting where you told me
I remember, I remember some of you
But I can’t recall anything about me too
What happened? Where am I?
I should remember. I came to this place for you

But why? I do not know
Why can’t I remember me and only half of you?
Is it wrong to leave? Even when you don’t remember anything?
All I know is you wanted me here.
All I remember is that it was something important, I fear.
Do you remember? Do I remember me?
It must not have been important if our remembrance is impaired.

Drip, Drip, Drip. Pools on the floor
Drip, Drip, Drip. You should feel bad, but want more
Blood runs a river,
Eyes darken just so
Drip, Drip, Drip. Blood falls to the floor

Knife sharp, cuts deep.
There’s no remorse so it seems
Dig it deeper, twist it just so
It was vengeance, you see so nothing is wrong

Drip, Drip, Drip. Clean up now.
Drip, Drip, Drip. Wipe away all the bad
The sound echoes,
the splash paints a picture of your vengeance.
Drip, Drip, Drip. So who’s next? I want to know.