Whistling in the dark
Hoping you won't
Bump into nightmares.
Hush little darling
Don't say a word
Don't want to be heard.
You lie frozen on a meadow of rye
Beyond the horizon, you see a light.
So warm you can't ignore
You try to walk
But stay motionless.
Don't stop walking today
Have to find a way
Out of this purgatory haze.
Your body just can't stay wide awake
So why is this world stuck on days?
Here in the tainted dreams
Monsters of memories
Haunt you as you heal.
Rush into the dusk
Try to find your mom
But she's probably gone.
Snow clouds rise from the sky in armies
You are bleeding from gunshot wounds.
Unsure of who you are
Descending into misery
With conflicted spirits.
You will escape the moment
Realize it's not your fault
Accepting your inner soul.
Know its hard to ignore all the fury
Want to blame somebody for your hurting.
But you need to wake up my darling
Don't let yourself become a story.
© Sofia Villagrana 2018
May 14, 2018
May 14, 2018 at 10:23 PM UTC
Whistling in the dark
Hoping you won't
Bump into nightmares.
Hush little darling
Don't say a word
Don't want to be heard.
You lie frozen on a meadow of rye
Beyond the horizon, you see a light.
So warm you can't ignore
You try to walk
But stay motionless.
Don't stop walking today
Have to find a way
Out of this purgatory haze.
Your body just can't stay wide awake
So why is this world stuck on days?
Here in the tainted dreams
Monsters of memories
Haunt you as you heal.
Rush into the dusk
Try to find your mom
But she's probably gone.
Snow clouds rise from the sky in armies
You are bleeding from gunshot wounds.
Unsure of who you are
Descending into misery
With conflicted spirits.
You will escape the moment
Realize it's not your fault
Accepting your inner soul.
Know its hard to ignore all the fury
Want to blame somebody for your hurting.
But you need to wake up my darling
Don't let yourself become a story.
© Sofia Villagrana 2018
Part of Labyrinth of Dreams. Inspired by Forever For now by LP
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