Cowering under the sheets
I beg of you
Stay, my lovely Illusion
Come back, my Fata Morgana
Do not let me wander off
into that wild, dark night
Keep me from meeting those terrors
those taunting dreams
Shivering from bones to blanket
I reach out to you
Try to grasp your stream of consciousness
Caress the ethereal of your mind
I scream.
Keep me locked up in you
Have me as an aside of cruel reality
Take what I offer and improve it
See me partially,
see me whole!
Aug 17, 2015
Aug 17, 2015 at 12:27 PM UTC
Cowering under the sheets
I beg of you
Stay, my lovely Illusion
Come back, my Fata Morgana
Do not let me wander off
into that wild, dark night
Keep me from meeting those terrors
those taunting dreams
Shivering from bones to blanket
I reach out to you
Try to grasp your stream of consciousness
Caress the ethereal of your mind
I scream.
Keep me locked up in you
Have me as an aside of cruel reality
Take what I offer and improve it
See me partially,
see me whole!
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