This is the worst or one of the worst things I ever wrote.

This makes absolutely NO sense:

As you lay sleeping
Your head on your pillow
Dreaming in colors
Of crimson and blue

You walk hand in hand
Alone with your lover
Your holding the one
That you never knew

Somebody needs you
Somebody wants you
Somewhere there's someone
That's dreaming of you

As you look in her eyes
You see a reflection
A glimpse of a story
The story of you

She whispers your name
As you kiss her so gently
You long to be with her
But your dreaming is through

As you awaken
Still drunk from her memory
Your hearts beating faster
Because you know it's not true

The drifters come calling
They're holding their hands out
Begging for something
They'll never return

The summer belongs
To those all around you
But you can not touch it
It's no longer yours

Now it's your turn
To walk down the mountain
Into the mouth
Of the sinners below

You reach all around
As you call out to your savior
Searching for poison
To help you get through

You kneel at the cross
Deep in the valley
To find only silence
And no way to choose

Delivered from nothing
And salvaged from nowhere
The river consumes you
And winter is through

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Why did He make me this way?
Why am I afraid of life?
Why can't I live?
Why must I dream?
I do not want hope anymore.
I only wish to sleep for it is there where I am most alive.