Falling

Falling. I'm sure everyone has dreamed of it.

It's a thrilling sensation;

Cold, Weightless and free.

In those few moments, nothing else matters.

Time is ours now,

And the endless night is coming for us;

Welcoming, Healing and soothing.

But the torture returns,

And our memories defeat us.

You see, It's not the dreams i'm afraid of,

It's the waking up.