Every time I go to sleep everything gone comes back.

I wake up feeling weak.

Trying so hard to find my way back.

I get to see whose lives were taken.

The whole thing seems so real.

All my awaken feelings could fill a book.

I wish God would make a deal.

I had so much to say to them.

Before they all disappeared.

I do it in my sleep and I feel relieved.

Then being like what the hell?

You’re not even here.

I wish I could dream about things before it all goes on.

I’ve done it a few times before.

My dreams won’t leave me alone.

When I sleep it’s like I’m visiting heaven.

Everything is still undone.

My heart has a really deep connection.

Until I wake up feeling numb.

I know it’s part of life dreaming of things that cannot happen.

Believe in the future and the power of faith