There is a dream within a dream
Not one that I had not foreseen...
There's a mess in my head
That I'm slowly fighting to change...
Just a normal morning, nothing to fear.
Just a school day, a Friday...
She wore your promise like a rose pinned to her...
"He will come back to me" she'd tell her...
One sad cold night
a boy sat in his chair...
My body can just disappear
amongst the blood ribboned waters...
Standing in the Trenches
Such a horrible sight...
So let me bid you one
last fond farewell...
Burnt like charcoal, worn like tar, cut after cut...
As my eyes close for the final time
And the soul leaves this body of mine...
You left this world
With unspoken...
The windows have been rattling
in my nightmares for two months now...