Lost In The Dampness Of My Dreams
In my dream I feel lost in the dampness,
the cool of the night air.
It seeps through the ground,
like fresh dirt on my grave.
The coolness is killing the weary bones
of my corpse laying so far underground.
I feel lost in the emptiness I'm feeling inside,
locked away tightly in this box so far below.
I feel lost in the confusion,
drawing me nearer to life.
No longer a breath left to breathe,
in these bones that lie cold.
I am lost in the dampness,
of the cool night air.
Feeling once again
the coldness of life that isn't fair.
Copyrights:JoyceWilbanksIvy©10-08-05
the cool of the night air.
It seeps through the ground,
like fresh dirt on my grave.
The coolness is killing the weary bones
of my corpse laying so far underground.
I feel lost in the emptiness I'm feeling inside,
locked away tightly in this box so far below.
I feel lost in the confusion,
drawing me nearer to life.
No longer a breath left to breathe,
in these bones that lie cold.
I am lost in the dampness,
of the cool night air.
Feeling once again
the coldness of life that isn't fair.
Copyrights:JoyceWilbanksIvy©10-08-05
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