Cold sweats, nightmares, and pain....Is all i feel when I awake not knowing how many breaths i'm able to take before darkness rushes over me knowing is the irony of pain that triumps over me needing the love but the sleepless nights plummet me knowing what all i can be but not knowing what i should see you invade my dreams and I began to want hope, love is no longer a joke but a need that I have there will never be another sleepless night while your with me