There is a dream in my brain that just won't go away.
It has been stuck there since it came a few nights ago.
I'm standing on a bridge in the town where I lived as a kid with my mom and my brothers.
And then the bridge disappears and I'm standing on air with nothing holding me.
And I hang like a star,
fucking glow in the dark,
for all those staring eyes to see, like the ones we've
wished on.
But now I'm confused.
Is this death really you.