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What happens when the wounds are licked dry?
Every night I lay down to sleep...
dreamless.
I drift to an oblivion...
dreamless.

Your departure
can only inspire me for so long.
Then I get taped out...
and I'm dreamless.

Maybe one day
soon in my life,
the visions will
come back to me.

But until that day
arrives in my life,
I'll be dreamless still.
There's little hope for me.


They say the greatest musings
come from dreams.
But what if your dreams come true...
and vanish?

A long time ago,
a dream came true.
Then came a nightmare,
and the dream vanished.

What on Earth happened?
God, tell me what I did
to have this gift taken,
thus wiping out my dreams.

I can only cry over
my wounds for so long.
Soon my energy's drained,
and I'm museless.

Why did things have to end up this way?
What did I do to deserve this strife?
Nothing will stablize until
benevolent inspiration strikes me.

But until that day
arrives in my life,
I'll be dreamless still.
Is there hope for me?


Loving...
can it happen?
I can't determine if
such a thing can happen again.
It can't.

I'm dreamless,
thus I'm hopeless.
I'm hopeless,
thus I'm dreamless.

Your departure has left me
with an abysmal void.
And now so much time has passed,
I doubt this can ever change.

Sometimes I'll sit around
and cry out your name
despite I know it's futile.
You won't come running.

I know I can't bring you back,
for I don't have that power.
Thus I'll continue to sit around...
visionless.


One night I lay my head down
on a pillow.
I closed my eyes, drifting off to sleep.
There you were.

Unlike many dreams,
you were kind to me.
We were together again.
Why is that?

There you held me
after all this time,
and we wandered 'round
like close friends do.

It was then when you
held me and without speaking
told me that everything
would be alright.

Though I can't say
gone is my strife,
I'll no longer mill
over woes that have met me.

There's now something helping me,
reviving my will,
changing my life
in a subtle way.

I'm now not nearly as dreamless
as I had been in months past.
I still will pine for you,
but maybe that hurt will fade.


Now that day
has arrived in my life.
The dreams now will
come to me.
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