Sometimes i close my eyes in the dark when i already cant see, simply not to see that nothings there. It's a scary thing, laying there, in your bed, at night, eyes open like a dead person, stiff and solid corpse. chest barely rising, barely falling. alone in my echoing room. i cant see anything, but can hear the empty room, and feel that bottomless volume of lonelyness. The walls creep in and oh your wish your eyes were really closed, ignorant to the inclosing prison.