Almost Dreaming

Darkness falls

and you appear.

You don't exist,

and yet you're here.



Light bends around

your form and face,

afraid to touch

this lonely place.



There's nothing left

of what you were.

No miracles

there could occur



to bring you back

to something sane,

but you're still the blood

inside my veins.



I hope that you

sleep well tonight,

and one day soon

you'll find the light.



You cannot hear

my silent screaming,

but you're so close,

so I'm almost dreaming.





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