My dream

I lay in my bed
With my eyes shut
To this cruel and horrid world
Pain flows through my veins
Lust in my eyes
Love nowhere to be found within this vessel
A knife take to my soft flesh
Ripping it open easily
As if it was paper
A man stands over me
With a devise smile
Getting to see his little subject
Not shed a single tear
Bleeding into the bed
Soaking it as if it was a sponge
He cuts open my throat
He smiles
As I choke on my own life
The life filled with pain
Regret
Love
Greed
Lust
And so much more
Each passing minute
I die slowly
Only to open my eyes
To see it was a dream.