the day is kind
so it seems
because the night is haunted by dreams.
flashing images of things to come
and things gone by.
sub conscious.
no control.
no way out.
you don't choose
it chooses you
it has more power than
you ever will.
it can control you
make you see things that are not there
that shouldn't be there.
you think things here
you have never thought or will think.
its not you
but its not someone else.
its not your mind
its not even your soul.
it has you where it wants you
and you will never be free
Aug 18, 2010
Aug 18, 2010 at 3:33 PM UTC
the day is kind
so it seems
because the night is haunted by dreams.
flashing images of things to come
and things gone by.
sub conscious.
no control.
no way out.
you don't choose
it chooses you
it has more power than
you ever will.
it can control you
make you see things that are not there
that shouldn't be there.
you think things here
you have never thought or will think.
its not you
but its not someone else.
its not your mind
its not even your soul.
it has you where it wants you
and you will never be free
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