There's nothing for you to do
you"ll keep on running around
deciphering every soul
every nightmarish scream
until you finally wake up
they'll be a distant dream
but no you're still asleep
until then keep living the lie
full of creation and ruins
even when both eyes
are open or close
you still sense each scene
you hear cold puzzling whispers
from your ear to your mind
not knowing where the voices come
till the sun rises and sets
and the gleam of the moon
your still not there quite yet