Oh darling of mine
Do you know what it is to dream?
Things that are real, surreal and in between.
Do you know what it is to forget…
About the existence of your own self.
To live in a distant memory
Void of concrete feelings,
To wake up from a poetic death
Only to find yourself in mortal hell.
I’ll tell you about bout the darkness
That speaks to me when earthbounds sleep
And fear not, for what they say
Cause I’d never invite them in.
There’s so much somberness to cherish
That I often forget to smile
So if you see me laughing
Know that its borrowed, not mine…
You ask, what really scares me?
I guess the hope of feeling alive again
Or maybe I fear, my lines are so blurred
Would forever hold on to the sweet pain…