In my dreams

In my dreams, i dont feel. Maybe one day, i will heal. In my dreams its always night, its cold and sometimes i feel frightened. In my dreams theres a knive stabbing me. Maybe i will never feel it be. In my dreams i am alone; but so am i awake. In my dreams i have a home. But theres always hate. In my dreams i often see what i wish. Its not a hug,not money, not a kiss. in my dreams i am dead.