You lie in your bed, try to fall asleep. It won't work, you try to find something that distracts your thoughts, that makes you forget the stress of that day, the suffering you had. You lie your hand on your chest, you feel your heartbeat, it's as consistent as it can be. You keep following it, you forget everything, it's a great feeling. The feeling of love, you just fade away in the harmony. You fall asleep, you dream of a world where you can be free, a world where you can fly away. You wake up, it was all just a dream. The next days you hope to get this beautiful dream again, but it wont happen. You come to the conclusion, suicide. You grab a knife, and write a note: "I want to dream again"