But all dreams end

The fear came to life 

I don't think in the way I thought it would 

I was scared the beauty would fade

I was scared the strength would die

This is a different kind of dream 

The gasoline caught aflame 

Fleeing further away to something stronger 

I now lie among the dead in the battle

The black jeans again my mind and plague my wake

I tear the magazine, letting the paper cut my hands

I cry all night and hold back tears that were once saved

You're no longer here and neither is my smile

I complied but you disagreed

I once asked how I did I find you

You replied you were always here

Now you're gone 

The darkness is back, greeting me with poison and venom