My head hits my pillow, and I fall back into the satin of blackness.
My mind has left this dimension, but my body is lying on a mattress.
It catches me like a net formed from a quilt,
And the debris falling from the temple God built.
It’s a good thing that I remembered to say goodbye,
Because I am clasped in the arms of something much greater than I.
There are no thoughts, no feelings, no dreams here:
You don’t even know you exist, you just disappear.
Home is just a dimension away,
If I live to see another day.
Scramble my brain like eggs and I won’t care,
Nothing really matter when I fall into your lair.
Jun 16, 2019
Jun 16, 2019 at 6:56 PM UTC
My head hits my pillow, and I fall back into the satin of blackness.
My mind has left this dimension, but my body is lying on a mattress.
It catches me like a net formed from a quilt,
And the debris falling from the temple God built.
It’s a good thing that I remembered to say goodbye,
Because I am clasped in the arms of something much greater than I.
There are no thoughts, no feelings, no dreams here:
You don’t even know you exist, you just disappear.
Home is just a dimension away,
If I live to see another day.
Scramble my brain like eggs and I won’t care,
Nothing really matter when I fall into your lair.