A slumber that felt so very deep clocked in darkness.

Bad dreams pull me from my sleep,

a slumber that felt so very deep.

And now standing here in the dark

my strength is gone my courage stark.

The night is so filled up with fear

a darkness that is constantly near.

I wake to look I wake to see

I wake so the emptiness will up and flee.

Normal with a touch of sugar to calm the nerves

and steady out this yelling verve.

The dream surreal as surreal can be

there was a box that belonged to me.

I filled it up so it over flowed

with sudden thoughts that memories told.

The hissing rain the howling wind

natures living breathing fiend,

dances through the unseen and still

like the devils walk, a repetitive drill.

Bad dreams pull me from my sleep,

a slumber that felt so very deep.