I try to not act too mean.
I'm not a so-nice little fellow.
I can't reveal the whole big truth.
No matter what I can't go to bed,
Take your meds!
No matter what I won't go to bed.
What's in my world? There is no light.
I'll turn my back and burn a pack,
But to be frank all I see is inky white,
The words repeat back and forth,
Almost like a tennis court,
So 1 2 3,
All goes down,
As I stare at blank space,
And nothing more.
And fake fate,
All I see is a blank face.
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Candle Lit NightmaresMystery / Thriller
Nightmares... We think their simply just nightmares and nothing more. We think it's all just made up and that there is nothing to worry about... But what if those nightmares come true?