I haven't really slept for ages
those nightmares I can't stand
within me a war rages
and my wounds, they just won't mend
Dreams haunt me night after night
not giving me a break
going to bed starts this fight
But giving up would be a mistake
Cause something good comes from every bad
I know that it's true
Even though I know it sounds mad
but something good will come from you
Cause reliving my past while I'm asleep
frees the feelings I locked behind a door
the feeling of hate I buried deep
but when it comes back, you'll be no more...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
a good piece. i liked it