When The Alarm Goes Off

I dreamt that I was alive

With no darkness in me,

And I was once more the son

My mother would like me to be.

I dreamt that I was happy

And I still dared to believe;

That I was something human

And all they’d do wasn’t leave.

A dream of what living is

As I lay in my coffin of a bed

And then I opened my eyes,

And I, once again, was dead.


Featured Image- Dreaming With A Broken Heart by John Mayer

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