My dreams are so much better then reality i never want to wake up.
Every morning when i wake, i don't want to get out of bed, i want to continue sleeping, in my dreams I'm not alone, in my dreams whatever i want to have i can have, everything i wish for comes true.
I experience so many desires and delights, so many things i wish i could have for real, but when i wake, It's all gone.
And though i could strive to make these things real, to have all that i hold dear in my dreams to come to life.
When i wake, i sit behind the computer, and slowly waste the days away as i think of memories past, the bullies, the pain and loss and my cries. Divorces, abuse and running away from life.
I Know i could change, every morning i stand up, and depression takes over and throughout the day swallows me down into a pit i can't escape, but at night, in my dreams, i am whole again.
Until i wake.
