Glazed life
tasty but unhealthy
should've kept
A better grip
on my soul
or sold it
for something better.

Such a fine fellow
Always handy
With a pillow
And kind enough
To aid in escaping reality
If only for an hour
Or eight
He can be cruel
Staying away
Keeping you awake
Maybe just so you know
Not to take him for granted
Could just be stress
Keeping you awake.

as that
the unknown
can you assume the worst
if it's predictable
without that extra jolt of surprise
can it be the worst possibility.

Can you see it
what could be
what is
through anothers eyes
through the peephole
in the words
is it pretty
probably lies
is it ugly
might be lies to
wanna another look?

Just a dude
a big one yeah
but still
just flesh n blood
the real nightmare giants
are things you can't see
but can feel
things with power
but no head
to lob a rock at.

I threw myself at the sun
and right over a ledge
I thought it needed a hug
might have been a dream
or a prophecy
can't remember if I fell.