Fell into a red hell,
Unintentionally, as I lay on the brink of "awake" and Dreams.

Others could not tell,
The coherence i keep, save for them, as I lay
Not fully asleep.

These dark hours,
I observe with my ears and wonder.



Has it melted down?
The things that i feel in the air all around

Has their sanity drown?
The way that they speak to each other...

Caught in this house of ghosts
All i really want is to get to sleep tonight.

Honestly, I've tried



Approached by black salvation,
I arrive to a new time beyond what it was before

Venturing forth,
I see the friends that I left int he dark have not moved at all.

Perhaps they are drunk,
Acknowledging their stasis and return to my sleep.



Has it settled down?
The stench of madness engulfing the halls

Wandering around,
They have become intruders.

Thier spirit hovers high,
Confused as thier bodys,
struggle to survive
This Demonic metamorphosis,


The light has gone once more,
They've returned to what they were before.
The body and minds united once again.

These people, I know
But THESE demons, I don't
Last night, leaving their stain on EVERYthing.

Madness still runs thick in the air



                                                My,
                                      vision narrows,
                                         embraced,
                                       by darkness,
                                         ambiance,
                                          is altered,
                                                by,
                                       surreal noises,

Desires to feel and dispense this terror,
Breifly haunts my mind.

The bottle is empty, save for 6 red tears
of memories still held tight.

Soaked in from those whom I love