I lay in bed in a dark, dark, imagery
As a cold deep shadow watches me
Monitoring--questioningly--menacingly
And I feel myself grow lonelier and lonlier
After a day in sunny foyers and populous piers
I stay shriveled in fear
That the day was a dream
And this isn't a nightmare
Jan 16, 2015
Jan 16, 2015 at 12:22 AM UTC
I lay in bed in a dark, dark, imagery
As a cold deep shadow watches me
Monitoring--questioningly--menacingly
And I feel myself grow lonelier and lonlier
After a day in sunny foyers and populous piers
I stay shriveled in fear
That the day was a dream
And this isn't a nightmare