Don't Wake Me Up.

Wake me up.
This nightmare kills me and no matter how loud I scream no one saves me.
Wake me up.
I'm in this sleep of death and as I walk among these shadows I can't even for a second catch my breath.
Wake me up.
How come nobody hears me? I'm struggling and fighting to get away from these things that instill fear within me.
Wake me up.
Why are you all so unforgiving? Is it just because I see what you can't that makes me so undeserving?
Wake me up.
I feel like I've been stuck here for years, I walk around with the dead but ignoring them makes me feel normal and even better, fearless.
Wake me up.
I can't ignore them for too long, they come to me and bombard me while I'm in public or alone.
Wake me up.
Is this some sort of joke from above? To give an individual a gift that feels so damn wrong?
Wake me up.
I've never ever been understood but I refuse to cry and wallow in my misery like everyone else would.
Wake me up.
Don't you ever be afraid, these things aren't here to hurt you and I promise I won't let them stay.
Wake me up.
I feel like I'm lost inside a dream but I know that this is real and it is not what it really seems.
Wake me up.
These people really need me, they're just like me and you but their voiceless and you're not hearing them and what they say, like I do.
Wake me up.
But I do, I hear them loud and clearly, I see them and even feel them and I'll do whatever I can to show them mercy.
Wake me up.
I love to feel the light and guide all these poor and helpless and lost away from this night.
Wake me up.
As much as some of you will say that you somewhat understand, you never really will unless you could see like I can.
Wake me up.
I know I'm not the only one on this Earth, who can see and hear and feel those who are in between and feel cursed.
Wake me up.
I feel like everyday I'm celebrating Halloween, but I know that no one can really wake me up from this dream.
So don't. Whatever you do don't even wake me up.
Now that I really think about it, I need to live this life, this "dream". 
This is me and all I ever will be, the one who talks to things that "aren't there" and puts all her heart and soul into the "nowhere", and all I'll ever see is the unseen and all I'll ever feel is this cold and all I'll ever know is this unknown but please oh please just do me one last thing..
Don't try and wake me up from this dream that I dream.
Because.. Honestly, you can't.

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ElidaStormy

i liked it :)

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