Nightmares

You're gone, and now I finally move on!

No second chances here, gone are goodbyes...

But why is it that I still sleep upon

This paper mattress of ill lullabies?

Why is it that I still can see your face

In every waking dream and absent thought?

Why is it that there's nothing to replace

The loving and the memories you brought?

There is no way to have you back here now,

And there are no words left for me to say.

Though I still wake with sweat upon my brow;

Thoughts of you paired only with my dismay.

Though dead to me you may now all but be

In dreams and mind now you are all I see.