Restless Dreams

by Baby Rainbow   Aug 10, 2016


Shattered by waking up from restless dreams
after the night shift of her private life,
she paints on a smile
but it doesn't mean a thing -
just a part of her every day routine
to please everyone... but me.

I can still feel the sting of the pain;
the beauty of knowing it hurts more
as it begins to heal.

If I fall asleep after I bleed,
if I fall asleep in my dreams and never wake,
I will never have to wake up again,
shattered by waking up after bleeding
through restless dreams.

Saffie
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