The fan blows cooling my brow,
while I rest upon the soft white cotton.
Visions in the dark comfort me,
almost make me feel as if you're here.
The digital clock ticks within my head,
while the minutes and hours I'm losing amass.
The pills I've taken are not the answer,
and I wonder if there ever will be.
Is it you or is it me,
that makes me dream when only I'm awake?
I see your face so clearly,
but only from a distance.
Only in my dreams, may I approach,
but they never come.
telling me it's time to say goodbye.
while I rest upon the soft white cotton.
Visions in the dark comfort me,
almost make me feel as if you're here.
The digital clock ticks within my head,
while the minutes and hours I'm losing amass.
The pills I've taken are not the answer,
and I wonder if there ever will be.
Is it you or is it me,
that makes me dream when only I'm awake?
I see your face so clearly,
but only from a distance.
Only in my dreams, may I approach,
but they never come.
I suddenly drift into a state of serenity,
becoming anxious to hold your hand.
But just then, the sun peeks through the blinds,telling me it's time to say goodbye.
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