they haunt me,
yet they seem so real.
So dark,
yet so vivid.
I know this,
i know that,
but they still seem so dark.
I see them clearly now,
and I watch,
the darkness pulls its blaknet over me,
over the dreams,
covers us,
secluding us.
All we want is out,
we feel so alone,
I have more,
more and more dreams,
of this dark place,
this dark,
yet vivid place.
I wake up,
the darkness shatters my windows,
it breaks in,
enters me,
enters my room,
enters my soul.
It breaks my soul in half and fills into it,
leaving me there,
broke and dark,
and all alone.