Nightmare
It's a nightmare. I know it. It's not real. Isn't it?
I'm crying, but there's no tears in my eyes. I'm holding a cleaver, it's blade is covered by blood, same with my dress. I know I've just killed someone. Some innocent being.
I feel someone touching my shoulder. I turn my head, but there's only darkness.
Someone touches me again. I turn my head, and I see light. It burns me.
I've never felt that huge pain in my life. It comes from my heart. It's broken. Broken. I see their faces, they're coming for me through whiteness. Why have I left my world?
The pain forces me on my knees. I fall. I can't scream, I'm burning, burning, burnig, I feel the burden of the guilt, of the crime I've commited, I can't breath. I'm dying. I'm dying. Please...
Then, it stoppes. Leaves me here, in the darkness. Alone, bloodied, broken hearted. I know it's not real, but it feels like it was.
Wake me up
A/N
The cut-text is from Evanescence's Bring Me To Life.