look
inside my head next time I'm in bed
it's
there you will see a world full of dread
a
place where nothing is alive
where
the dead is free and can thrive
have
you listened too anything I said
it's
best you don't panic stay calm instead
well
your reality gets slowly shred
you
wonder if you will survive
look
inside my head
I'm
sorry you feel like you were misled
you're
stuck in this world of colors in red
while
in the night monster arrive
and
it's your sleep that they deprive
'til
finally one day you wake up dead
look
inside my head
Copyright
© 2015 by Patrick B Vince
Rondeau
Poem
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