Bleeding Dreams

Maybe dreams mean a lot more then you think, try telling someone about them.

dancing through this life, we see the forbidden
the dance of love, the dance of joy
the dance of sorrow, the dance pain
there were razors in his touch
pulling away made you bleed
clinging to him made you scream
his eyes held your heart
his hands held your feelings
your trust has won him this moment
you don't think he can see you wince
you don't think he can feel you bleed
you don't see him pull your emotions
into the blades of his touch
you stare into his eyes and wonder
what on earth you could have done to deserve this
as you dance
and he holds you with his pain
standing between your freedom
and your love
the sad thing is, he'll leave you here
bleeding and screaming
the rain washing your tears from your tortured eyes ~