Sleeps is to restore the happiness
Restore enegry that has been lost
To seek out our secret desires
Dream of a perfect paradise...
But...
Some dreams are to cause nightmares
The demons taking away your dreams
Seekings out sickening desires
Dream of a perfect hell...
My chest is being crushed
Crushed by my past
I see...
Each and every scar that has placed itself on my wrist...
Each time I cried for help and in pain...
Each time I reached out to grab your hand but I fell...
Each time I screamed so loud that not even you can hear me...
Has my sleep turned into my true nightmare..?
Has my paradies been tainted with each single tear...
Each distorted scream...
Each single drop of blood...
Each time I took a pill in hand...
Will I ever have someone hold me hand...
And guide me to the light...