Praying in my dreams

busy running arounddoing this and doing thatgoing here and getting thereso busy that I almost forget to breatheso busy that I almost forgot about youbut in the middle of the nightin the in-take of a breathein a split of a seconda shadow of youa hint of heartachea sense of heavy chest... i know i still need more timetears no longer coming downand how i wish they wouldfor it is so much harder nowsometimes i wonder if it was all a dreamthe love, warmth, pain and tearsand how i wish they were but it is what it isgotta do what i gotta do i just pray that i no longer see you in my dreamsand even if i do,i would no longer wake up with that heavy chestno longer having to pray for mercy in my dreams...