Just as I think hope is lost 

And that this is my fate 

All my fear is soon tossed 

And I feel the decrease in my heart-rate 

I see something running towards me

I am unable to run

I try to bend my knee 

It appears I've been outdone 

Not all I dream is fiction 

It resembles what I fear in my day 

It almost feels like a prediction 

But the happenings are far too cliche 

Sometimes my dreams will cut off

I will never know what happens next 

My alarm will scoff 

And I will wake up perplexed 

I’m met with people I know 

But their faces don’t match 

They confuse me I want to go 

But I am unable to dispatch 

In my dreams

The sky is silver and gold

Nothing is at it seems 

And I will wake up cold