Saturday, July 07, 2007

Past The Hour

Past the hour, I should be in bed...
Can't get the images out of my head.
Alert I look around.
Listening to every sound.
Frozen inside my body, darkness closing in.
Evaporating light, sealing me within.
The boundaries, I cannot escape.
Trapped inside this prison cell.
Swallowing me whole, under it's manipulating spell.
Raining down on me, this black sea of dark lies.
I cover up me ears, tightly close my eyes.
Whisper a silent prayer, a sweet sense of relief.
As I open up my eyes and realize all along it was a dream.

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