Bad Dream

Bad Dream

You are my bad Dream
My nightmare
I run, I hide, I scream…
Longing, searching, running…
Always running

I hide; build a giant wall inside my head
And as soon as the danger is on the other side
I am safe, shut up tight and neat on the safe side
I lean my back against the wall, and let myself trembling
Slide my back until I hit the ground

I'm safe…Am I safe? Or just looked?
Either, being a coward or going against you
Witch is worst?
When the pain of seeing my nightmare, my future, my fears
Coming to get me, coming to seek me
Coming to shove all my mistakes and flaws down my trout

To show me, my particular horror show
And then, then you have me, blinded by tears
Small by regret
Useless by fear

I am there, the wall tumbles, brick, by brick
You manage to find your way in my little hiding place, my little box
Through at me knives you call words
And I'm useless, because everything
Every little bit is true