Happiness grows on trees, devils lurk in your dreams
by courtney71
*These devils lie awake while you sleep;
surfacing the seas of your mind.
They taunt you as you dream,
daring you to see past the nightmares
so vividly painted out before you.
As safe as you ever felt they were always lingering,
just around a corner that wasn't there;
so close the wind you thought carried you
was the fire from their breath
seeping through your lungs
and flooding your veins.
In your prison you pictured bold colours blending
together and creating worlds of their own
in the smudged corners of contrast.
A bright world, where happiness grows
on trees and devils lurk in your dreams.
All this you kept with you, locked away
in some part of your heart that couldn't
be enlightened with the truth;
you are tormented by these demons that
relentlessly surround your cage.
It's too late for your mind, you've been
deceived, your heart taken captive.
Watch as you restlessly lay wake,
envisioning your decay.*