In the light of the day
Things seem so simple
The sun clouds judgments
That haunt me at night

Laying in bed
Just me and myself
My brain does tricks
Flip-flops ideals on their heads

But I've been bitten
By long fangs hidden in a closed grin
Bleeding with black and blues covering skin
I feel outside what lies within

The power creeps up
And surfaces on my conscious
Things seem to make sense now
But only when the pale moonlight
Offers me it's condolences