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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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