A gray light,
A dark room.
Covered by blankets,
Surrounded by dreams.
Fears unbounded,
Hopes enchained.
A drowning silence,
A silent noise.
Eyes open,
And fists closed.
How I hate the night.
What you get when my brain crashes…
A gray light,
A dark room.
Covered by blankets,
Surrounded by dreams.
Fears unbounded,
Hopes enchained.
A drowning silence,
A silent noise.
Eyes open,
And fists closed.
How I hate the night.