I don’t know why I cry in my sleep
I don’t know why, but I do.
I don’t know why I cry in my sleep
Something must be given away
Something must be crying for help
Something deep inside, hidden under the
Layers and layers of bullshit,
Something that I’ve hidden so well all these years.
Something that only escapes when I can’t.
And I’m stuck, feeling trapped in this darkness
And misery, and shit.
I don’t know why I cry when I sleep
It could be just a dream, I guess.
It could be that I just can’t pretend anymore
As I am sleeping, dropping my guard,
Laying there unguarded and naked and free,
Waiting for the morning to come and for
The new day to begin, to start anew.
I wish I could start this life from scratch,
But years went by like this, and so many things
I cannot get back anymore,
They’re lost in the holes of history,
There are no returns.
Maybe I’ll just let it go for a while,
Let the misery leave me as these tears
Rolling down my face, wetting my pillow,
Waking me up, sobering me up,
Getting myself ready, making myself
Understand.
I think I like it like that,
Let it go, let it go. It’s going to be just fine.