Let Me Hate

I had a dream about you last night Painted pink and blue With shaking hands I held your pieces And I thanked God for you I took your arm so gently, terrified Of breaking from this scene Your eyes were glass, you said you saw me Paperwork and roses scattered, collapsing The whole room laughed and morning came I woke alone and I laid still and willed myself to sleep again I gotta therapist to help me Arrange the world again In patterns built from something different Than the mess I'm living in She says give me one with feeling And write down what it means Can't let me hate this world for taking you But let's me have my dreams Let me hate Hate it all It can't be changed Let me hate Let me hate Til I'm ready and these dreams don't feel as heavy when I wake