And there used to be an woman behind my door as I slept
Awoken, uneasy at the edge of my bed as  I wept
For days and weeks my eyes would cry
Tossing and turning
All that lives must surely die

The woman spoke in expressions
Her face contorted and her eyes all black
A way out I suppose, a final escape
Her thoughts are armed words... Prepared for attack

The woman in my dreams is unknown
She visits unexpected
She visits briefly, seeming to have no purpose at all
She hasn't a name
She hasn't a face
A simple woman
A blue coat
A hunched back
Uneasy, yet comforted

I thank this woman
I do not know
I thank this woman

The edge of my bed grows further away
Time may mends the wounds
But you just wish the people could stay

Reaching out towards hands cold as ice
The feet he danced in a month ago
The veins blood flourished weeks ago
The heart that loved days ago
Stiffened bodies shattering hearts
His face now reads calm
Our heads are shaking

wake up
*wake up, god ******, wake up