I write a lot about dreams and nightmares
I know the difference
You know of time
I dreamt a chameleon bit my neck
I told you of my fears
Death will make me her *****
Where is sanity when I sleep
At the foot of the bed
The floor is liquid in the dark
You learned of my angels
And the dark they create
You tasted my chaos
Before I licked it from your tongue
The next hundred years
I will not live as my last thousand
My wisdom expired
I am yours
Ground me
Roots in the earth
Holding on for all it's worth
I am your lady in white
A corpse bride for the sins of a saint
Open your hands and close your eyes
Have you seen the signs
The sky is falling
I am yours