November 08, 2014

In My Dreams

In my dreams I still talk to my mother, though I still consider us estranged.
In my dreams, my father still punishes me.
Mostly in my dreams, I'm still in my parents' house.

In my dreams, I'm lost, just like I am when I wake up.

In my dreams, my love goes unrequited, just like when I went to sleep.

In my dreams, I get no rest.
In my dreams, there is no escape.
In my dreams, I cannot resolve the things I don't understand in the waking world.

But I try.
Oh, how I try.
And I wake up more exhausted than when I lay down.

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