June 1, 2010
By Anonymous

I slept in the dark but feel light as day
How must I sleep in this holy unholy light
Walking on this cloud counting as I lay
Dealing with the pressure how must I fight
Never will I know how ill fall again
Liquids filled with poison soon time will tell
Now that I know I am my only friend
Drowsy from an ache I don’t feel so well
It’ll never be as it all may seem
Noises make me tremble screams all about
I become sleepless but yet I still dream
As I look up I let my demons out
The sun slowly fades the dark slowly creeps
Ending of my craze I’m no longer weak

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