Lack of sleep can kill a person, but what happens if you never fall asleep in your dreams?
i’d like to have a discussion about this with someone.
Love is an adventure.
A fantasy if you will.
Each day your a little closer to finding it.
At the same time it will never truely be.
In my dreams I’m happy.
In my life, depressed.
In my Dreams you love me.
In reality, you overlook me.
I wrote this with a concious mind.
trapped in confusion’s bind.
Fighting my own mind.
Wondering if I’m in love, or if I’m blind.
Like a whirlpool, swirling inside.
These thoughts, and their torturous side.
Better for me to let them reside?
Or win this fight?
the choice is mine.
oh, shit.
a mental land-mine.
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