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Realities still unseen

In a nightmare called a dream

You hold my hand and let me rest

I hear your heart as I lay upon your chest

Where are you now but a thousand miles away?

Gone to me like yesterday

Try as I might daily to forget

These dreams I can’t regret

Not memories, nor hidden desire

What is it then that my mind chooses to conspire?

Not out of sight out of mind

These dreams in reality make me blind

For during the hours of daylight

I think of dreams in the night

Here we are though you’re long gone

Always to awake forlorn

How could you comfort me in my sleep and murder me with your memory as I wake

These secrets I must keep or my happiness forsake

Why does my mind choose to trouble me so?

Are these really projections from your saddened soul?

Could it be

That you miss me

And our hearts still feel each others pain

Even though so much has changed

Was our connection so intense it made you scared?

Or is this all in my head as I’ve always feared

My rest is unmerciful my heart unstill

These memories are a test of my will

Unholy fabrications that tear at my sanity

Why can’t I erase you from my memory?