dreaming

How wonderfully painful it is to fall asleep
Waking inside while my body lies
A new world emerges, built of reality
But clay dolls play games in rusted lives

Love sings that serenading siren-call,
and it warms my entire body...
but none of it is real

Death stalks me across every wall
and it floods me with fear
but none of this is real

I shake the hand of misery;
It destroys all hope in dream
Even when I'm close to death
I've only silent screams

With nothing left but crumbling end
I find myself without a friend
I walk the world, drenched in blue
Missing all I've had with you

Then the storm abates and dies
I wake up cold, apply disguise
No one knows what's held inside
But She controls my mind.