Bad Dreams.

I remember being wild
Dancing with the moon
The revelries of moonlit days
And sleepless nights without refrain
I remember way back when
I just was meant to feel
But when I fell in love with you
I knew that that would never do
I have the dreams that haunt my nights
And toss and turn in mental fights
The struggle that I feel with you
Though fought well, and fought so true
That almost hateful point of view
That keeps my mind in check
I'm holding to a peeling edge
Though holding on, too, to this lens
Distorted visions fill my head
And almost fill my mind with dread
And I'm not used to this
Protectiveness.