Into the Wood

Nap Time

As windows cry a solemn lullaby

I drift away and down falls my sleepy eyes

Into a world where I am king

Nothing matters while quietly I dream

I dream of days in which I was young

When those nursery rhymes were so loudly sung

I dream of days that haven't yet passed

Wishing my future self would come at last

But all at once my memory fades

And I am standing alone at the edge of a plane

I make a choice to many a disdain

One that shows truly I am insane

I begin to fall with no ground in sight

My body begins to tremble with excruciating fright

All at once with mighty jolt

I spring awake into rainy cold

Remove my covers from my bed

Out-stretch out my arms and scratch my head

Walk to my sink and rinse off my face

Alone and feeling saddened to have left that happy place