The nightmare of my mind
Crammed with trees and dirt.
A deserted forest of the night,
No visitors or intruders.
Graves mark the spots
Where life once stood.
Now all that is left
Are dark shadows.
Shadows drifting across
The empty space of my mind.
The nightmare of my mind
Crammed with trees and dirt.
A deserted forest of the night,
No visitors or intruders.
Graves mark the spots
Where life once stood.
Now all that is left
Are dark shadows.
Shadows drifting across
The empty space of my mind.
