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why they try to send me away (the sweetest dream)
my heart is dead, I'm pulled astray. Turned to dust and blown away. blood spilled over and over, a never-ending nightmare just beneath the surface. left to grieve, wishing for sweet death, but forced to remain bound to this world by the living, no more alive then i. Cries unheard echo in the darkness that fills what was bright and joyful, leaving only despair and pain. the sun shines over a wasteland. no more laughter, no more joy, a smile lost forever in a grim lifeless stare. forever in one day, that day will never end. Its always August in my mind, warmth strangling what used to be, a cruel reminder of the day before. all is cold and dead in this strange warm world. nothing will ever repair what has been done. my heart lay on the floor of a room i once knew, beating its last. a terrible beauty next to me, his eyes so dull, once filled with a fire that lit a thousand hearts at once. never again to open, they close forever, and i am dead, sweet darkness consumes me, but a hand, i feel a hand in mine, and i know that my angel and i are together at last, a warmth i had forgotten returns and in death, i feel more alive then a thousand days of life, and then i awaken, to find a pulse in my veins, a name on my tongue, and a tear in my eye.
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