Carousel

 

I've been stuck in this nightmare for years,

I closed my eyes to dream,

but it was torn apart at the seams,

replaced by a crystalline fortress of fears.

I've been stuck in this place,

my scrappy thoughts feel so torn,

my mind fabric, warped and worn,

by creeping beings that chase.

 

I became one with this hell,

sunk deeper into the lairs below.

Fell into a stupor, hearing the grind follow.

Locked myself in a protective shell.

Hiding from the leering beings,

the voiceless faceless shapes

that follow me through

these torturous corridors.

I try so many doors.

but they all return to you.

My nightmare fiend,

the one that sits on a throne of skulls.

Lies on a bed of thorns,

and sighs my name

when you want me to call.

 

I have been stuck in this night terror

for longer than I can remember.

Watching my whole life stolen,

replaced by a failed series of errors.

I watched myself fall,

as my nightmare fiend,

The long-term friend stole my soul.

Now I whirl around on this carousel,

as the ride keeps on spinning,

dizzyingly repaying my sins.

Waiting for the alarm to finally wake me

from this maddeningly orchestrated

circuit of circling insanity.

Sometimes I want to get out,

jump off the carousel

but I need to see it through,

so, I can wake up 

in a brighter day with a clearer view.

 

 

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