I am lying to myself
As I am lying in a foreign bed
The walls creating silence
As it seems everything is dead
I am staring into vast darkness
Oddly afraid of something so harmless
Around me not even a beam of light
Like everything that once was, already died
I feel the shapes of the room
It seems so familiar but I cannot place it
Whilst life continues, I do not want to waste it
Thus I close my eyes and return to feeling fine
So I can wake up without fear
To a room I remember as mine
