Let Me Dream...

In my sweet slumber I rise above the seven skies with fairies playing by my side and angels dancing to the song of stars who lay with me on beds of clouds. 

Yet come light, my wings reduce to nothing and my soft bed of clouds turns rock hard. Music gets replaced with screams of pain and angels turn vile and crude. 

Had I a place to go, hide or run I would. Yet, I have no option but to live a life of hell. I wish for death though it seems vary. I ask you, what did I do to deserve such....
Tell me what I did that was wrong... 

Tell me why my dreams can't be real...

~ Anonymous