R.E.M
There were just a few tears that come down
There was a storm. . . A never ending, Silent storm
. . . It's Ironic because there's a storm outside right now
There was some hail as well, beating at the windows
Just like all my thoughts and emotions beat at my insides.
I woke up punching the air
I was so frustrated.
" I'm in R.E.M" . . . I was in R.E.M
My body could not move
But it wasn't like something I could choose.
It wasn't something I would choose.
Paradoxical sleep?
Freud said, " Dreams are unconcoious wishes.",
So can you explain to me what this is?
Because this was not on my wish list.
To see the dead or dying. . .
I've seen you in my dreams
I saw you in the sky the day you died
You were surrounded by white clouds
You had a smile that was sooo bright
But I did not know you but once before. . . we danced.
I wondered why you came to me though
Was there something you want me to let your loved ones know?
Poe let me know,
" Doubting , dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before."
So is this why I saw the bullet hit her chest at the open door?
The voices in my head are going back and forth
I'm no where near schizophrenic
My mind has just always been energetic.
Explain to me why I'm not dreaming of my dreams.
I don't know what it means.
I don't know.
I'm just in this deep sleep
Sweating
Crying
Yelling
this deep sleep
in this deep sleep , I only weep.
- Kashope`
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