Dreamsv4

(Verse 1)

I fall again.

Not because I’m tired—

but because you wait

where the world can’t follow.

The night softens,

the air turns hollow,

and your shadow curls

around the edges of my mind.

I’m not supposed to be here.

But I come anyway.

(Chorus)

Sleep is the door

I’m forbidden to open—

yet I slip through it,

again and again,

for a touch that doesn’t exist

and a voice that breathes my name

from a place without breath.

I know I’m avoiding the living.

I know.

But you are the dark I choose.

(Verse 2)

You never speak clearly—

just whispers shaped like warmth,

never real,

never gone.

Your presence stains the silence,

a comfort wrapped in cold.

Daylight feels wrong without you.

Waking feels like exile.

(Chorus)

Sleep is the door

I’m forbidden to open—

yet I slip through it,

again and again,

for a touch that doesn’t exist

and a voice that breathes my name

from a place without breath.

I know I’m avoiding the living.

I know.

But you are the dark I choose.

(Bridge)

Maybe I’m dissolving,

slowly,

softly,

letting myself fade

just to meet you

halfway.

Maybe that’s the price—

a life traded

for a dream

that feels more like home

than anything waking ever gave me.

(Final)

So I fall again,

deeper this time,

into the quiet where you wait.

If the world asks why I’m sleeping—

tell it

I stayed

where I finally felt seen.

Even if you aren’t real.

Even if I’m not supposed to be here.

You are the dark I choose.