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I see it when I close my eyes, I see it right before the sunlight rise, I see it in my darkest visions, I see it when the eerie glow of my thoughts envision. It has eyes, dark, like a black hole
I died to sleep Perchance to dream To escape this old world With its horrors yet untold. But, alas, I stirred For a frightful air Disturbed my slumber Causing me great despair.
Walking, walking Endless walking Where am I going? Just a long winding road Am I Dorothy?
She bought me a necklace because “It reminds me of you” Now she post of picture of it on Snapchat calling it “nightmare fuel” Nightmare fuel? Nightmare fuel?
As the room gets smaller And the voices get louder I remind myself to breath Death is the only thing that is permanent Say it with me: Bed, Mirror, dresser, carpet, blanket Once more, darling ground yourself
Bless her little heart She gets scared at night Black ghost, black souls, black places she doesn't even know Bless her little heart, she's all on her own She feels it's hands creeping around her ankles
I do not want to watch miracles or happy ending because it is inevitable we all will go