Nightmare
She listens to my nightmare in the dark
and though the window's closed, I still can feel the draft
the chill crawls in my bed, and up my spine and down the covers
Escape to dreaming where I can't escape
from veils of darkness on their rotting faces
they crave me and I'm caving in
she listens to me scream but she can't get in
she hears me out, she hears everything
victorian-gowns swishing to the wind and
goat-legged whores with crooked wills
offering their death for free
I'm standing at the door to hell and knocking
The shroud of darkness sits as fog
it starts six inches from the hall
and inches from them all
departs my stomach with my mind
I lose it on the floor to the drip of rotting flesh
cursed to breathe this stale, poisoned air
I know the ceilings caving in on me and the musty dark about me
and all the darkness grabs me
She listens to my nightmare months after I wake
but I tell it like I'm in it
and feel it vividly
that sliding pull towards the darkened hall
the whores behind me, they call my name and ask me what my pleasure is
I haven't any
I haven't any
posted by Deirdre on 11:07 PM
of the sins
that memories faded
two stuck by
in taints, in blights
goodbye
when will I see you again
the wall says stay away
stay afraid
how'd you get in again
into my brain
can't get in a word
to cease the pain
to send you away
to erase this shame
Gm F C G Gm F
posted by Deirdre on 9:58 PM
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