Under the pillow, sleeping, dreaming of its certain fate,
My demons scream, they're drinking my sanity away from me. I need an escape.
The oasis of that reflective body, forcing me to witness who I'll never be. Giving me the images of everyone I have deceived and turned my back on.
But what catharsis
to finally release these pictures taunting me, as I dive through them into the deep.
So I can drown in this pain I can't control
Or tread through the water back to my sanctuary.

Welcome to your new home
I'm sorry about the mess
But the last person who lived in here
Left it a bit of a wreck
They often used harsh language
and smoked too many cigarettes
they were rough around the edges
and all around a mess
They passed that on to me
and for I while I joined in
But then it became painful to me
In nothing could I win
But they packed up and left
and I went through rehabilitation
So here I am before you
refreshed and anew
and now I wish to open my heart
once again for you
So come make a happy home
lay your self to rest
It all belongs to you now
I give you all my best.

Could you take my hand
Just for a moment
So I can have some semblance
of security

Hiding under heavy lids
And sleepy heads
You could not bring yourself
To leave your bed

So you tuck up the covers
And snuggle with a pillow
You don't care about that fly who hovers the window
"Oh,"
You think,
"This time is as rare as a four leaf clover"

Still air
The fly has stopped whirring
The room cascaded in calm, light blue
You aren't cranky
You don't feel sick
The bed just won't let go