Like the sleep full of nightmares
I wish to see every night;
Entangled in the depth of lies,
You are the truth I want to find.
Like the darkness before the light,
I see fear in me ignite.
The nearer I feel I am,
The farther you seem to be;
Always too close but yet too far.
Living under the harmony of the thought of what was;
The lust for breath…
That never more will be.
Like the agony in joy,
The anxiety to find what never existed;
You are the nightmare mistaken for a dream.