Holding my last breath, such a waste of space
I tremble as I crumble, as I shatter in this place.
I’m dreaming with opened eyes
As tears are singing lullabies,
Left to cry, I come to know that I can’t do this on my own;
Can’t wake me from this dream when my heart is made of stone.
I struggle just to breathe as my chest begins to heave,
And I’m trapped within these whispers, I’m so easily deceived.
It’s these night terrors, sleep scares, daymares and comatose,
I’m stuck so far away but I’m bleeding cause I’m close.
Who will wake me up? Because I’ve no strength left to fight
I’m burning in this body but can’t scream to voice my plight.
In this paralytic state my heart is beating till it breaks,
But my soul it doesn’t die and the pain’s too much to take.
In this agonizing slumber there is nothing I don’t feel,
You cannot wake a dreamer when the dreams are always real.
