A short free-form poem from John's POV Post-Reichenbach
I want to escape into my dreams
Find a place where nothing can touch me
Sleep uninterrupted
Let those feelings wash away
No one reaches out anymore
In my dreams someone does
Awake, I've stopped enjoying things
Awake, it's harder to smile
Awake, I'm alone
Awake, I grow bitter and angry
In my dreams time is fluid
Time stands still
It's not perfect in my dreams
But I don't want perfect
I want peace
Awake, friends desert me
Awake, I isolate myself
Awake, the world turns on
Awake, I hate being awake
In my dreams I feel safe
And I am not alone
There is a smile only for me
A voice on the wind
I sleep for that voice and that smile
Because they only exist in my dreams.