{Mourning] inside of Sweet Dreams

~ ~ ~ you cannot strengthen the lines   with fear ~thumped break away~ ~restriction conviction~ becomes the matter of addiction through confliction (-dkshn) ~devotion; inclination when nothing is the same ~your visions haunt in pain hold on to the very last thing you remember ~compulsive chronic need for more then all the time that isnt now wishing later was the past hoping that the future will descend back into~ the moments where we felt no doubts only torture for you~ can you hold on to the only thing that seems to matter //once it dies inside of your flesh \\once it embeds itself into your arms of spikes can you keep it safe always~ never letting her rot on the inside while seeming alive detouring death from your eyes im so tired...~ sleep and you die they infest me like waters of the shallow lake nightmares loving my dreams~ my truth awakens me siik and freezing ... and sweating thick smelling the place~ hearing them scream for me to come back to them~ for me to come back so true split in two half my life i gave to you holding on to his skin screaming for my abandoned//\\faith to listen stay with me for eternity while i run to him~ cover me with your hands to my face and steal my breath~ ~ ~ Written March 15th, 2002 © on Mar 15 2002 08:45 AM PST   10 • 0