UPPromotions
09/16/05, 11:52 AM
Chimera Bane
Everyday its getting harder to find reality
I wake up from dreams obscure as they may be
Yet, I am still dreaming
These voices play on in my head
Like a tape that has not been mastered
Knowing they are not real
Only because I can play them faster
This is a disaster
Forced nightmares and I cant continue caring
Why is life so twisted in thoughts
That these walls should prove unbearing
Daring
Is what I become to embrace the world of sleeping
Every thought a vampire
Yet it is my life that they are drinking
I continue sinking
Further beneath these sheets into something safer
Crowd out the light from under the door
Yet its rays pierce like the sabre
Nightime razor
A slice across my subconscious these thoughts do prefer
A vacuous struggle
These nightmares will still recur
Attention shall defer
Onto noises creeping through these walls that slide through skin unguarded
I campaign and bout this signal strong
Yet this fight seems quite retarded
Disregarded
All hope for peace at night when minds are to run clear
A clouded thought I will not place
When this bed will claim a life my dear
For it is my bier
Everyday its getting harder to find reality
I wake up from dreams obscure as they may be
Yet, I am still dreaming
These voices play on in my head
Like a tape that has not been mastered
Knowing they are not real
Only because I can play them faster
This is a disaster
Forced nightmares and I cant continue caring
Why is life so twisted in thoughts
That these walls should prove unbearing
Daring
Is what I become to embrace the world of sleeping
Every thought a vampire
Yet it is my life that they are drinking
I continue sinking
Further beneath these sheets into something safer
Crowd out the light from under the door
Yet its rays pierce like the sabre
Nightime razor
A slice across my subconscious these thoughts do prefer
A vacuous struggle
These nightmares will still recur
Attention shall defer
Onto noises creeping through these walls that slide through skin unguarded
I campaign and bout this signal strong
Yet this fight seems quite retarded
Disregarded
All hope for peace at night when minds are to run clear
A clouded thought I will not place
When this bed will claim a life my dear
For it is my bier