And maybe this is but a lucid dream And what fine dawn will greet me when I wake Such damned illusions are not what they seem But a nightmare that flees when comes daybreak
Alas I’m too trapped here and can’t break free Shackled deep in the prison of my mind A madness growing too quickly to see Spreading through darkness and leaving me blind
But in a sleep safe I’m wary to rise My daily torture comfort as routine This pain the best for mental exercise As much a treasured friend as cruelest fiend
If reality be a paradise I choose to dream since words need pain as vice
-Carrie Yang













