Last night I saw the unforeseen,
the inexplicable, contaminated demons, petrifying my dreams.
The fear unbearable, as it plagued me, overwhelmed me, and held me hostage.
A captive of my own movie, playing in the theater of my own mind.
Am I really that scared, that petrified?
Too weak to look inside of myself, and face what I find.
If dreams are part of you, a way of dealing with your issues,
The expression of ones emotions subconsciously.
Then why do they always seem to be misconstrued?
I wonder if I will ever figure out my dreams,
Figure out why they are so empty.
So, that one day I can escape my demons, one day I can be free.
the inexplicable, contaminated demons, petrifying my dreams.
The fear unbearable, as it plagued me, overwhelmed me, and held me hostage.
A captive of my own movie, playing in the theater of my own mind.
Am I really that scared, that petrified?
Too weak to look inside of myself, and face what I find.
If dreams are part of you, a way of dealing with your issues,
The expression of ones emotions subconsciously.
Then why do they always seem to be misconstrued?
I wonder if I will ever figure out my dreams,
Figure out why they are so empty.
So, that one day I can escape my demons, one day I can be free.