My dreams consist of torturous realities I dream dreams most would consider nightmares With war and gore But they’re actually just a recap of what happened The day before I used to sleep with a peace that can only be achieved by a child Who can’t see the world and its inevitable tragedies But now I’m just kept awake by a fiend inside of me She’s like the pied piper if you ask me Luring the children out of safety with a pr...