People with dreams
are people with happiness
people with nightmares
are people with pain
I hear my all my friends talking
about their wonderful dreams
But all i can remember
Are the Nightmares.
So as i sit alone in my solitude
Huddle up in the warm blankets
trying to shake away the cold feeling
Inside.
I find my pillow is soaking
In these midnight cries
As i watch through the mirror
The nightmare tears roll down...