Puffy eyes; sleep deprived.

She sits and cries; up all night.

Her dreams have become a reality, but that’s not a good thing.

Imagine being engulfed in darkness with no one around to hear you scream..

There’s movement in the distance, but towards you it’s not coming.

When all hope is lost you try pray to your savior to save you

knowing that there’s nowhere he’ll take you that he can’t bring you through..

However, 

what happens when the light doesn't’t come?

when there’s no guide and nowhere to run?

What am I to do when I’m finally stuck?

They say that patience is the key.

Well I’ve been patiently waiting

for something or someone to come along and save ME.

I don’t want to play hero anymore..

The weight of the world has broken my shoulders,.

My hands were full, but now they’re overflowing..

I’m weak.

“Woosah, just breath” no longer works for me. 

I’m tired.

“Good night.” What does that mean?

Now I lay me down to sleep… Above me hangs a catcher of dreams,

but several times you’ve died before I could wake,

and when I got up it seemed as though I had been crying for days.

Is it me?

What is my subconscious trying to say?

I’m a good person, God fearing.. In my heart lies no  hate !

As for you, I wonder if this is a sign?

I can’t let you go, but am I holding on too tight? 

I don’t like to beg, but someone tell me please

that I’m not alone with these unsightly dreams.

I don’t like to beg, but someone tell me please

that in this world full of people, loneliness has not fallen upon me.

I read that

“We’re born alone, we live alone, we die alone. Only through our love and friendship can we create the illusion for the moment that we’re not alone.”

Love and friendship? That’s all there..

My illusion however, is obscured by a glare…

So here I am again, back at the first square.

Darkness, but this time…. no distant movements.

I’m the only one there.