When the Night Comes
Why is this happening to me?
I sometimes wonder "why do dreams come unintentionally?"
I can't control them; they are all in my head.
Did someone come to my bed?
I can feel the burden in my foot and chest.
Where can I find a place to rest?
When the night comes
There's something I have to overcome.
I can't move; I can't breathe
Screaming while I grit my teeth.
I tried to wake up—
Trying to choose between day and night
That's why when the night comes
I'm afraid to close my eyes.
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