Fog seeping into your mind
Dreaming dreams of endless rhyme
First this, then that, make your mind start racing
Fog seeping into your mind
Dreaming dreams of endless time
First this, then that, make your mind start pacing
It weighs on you like bricks
It's setting off all your tics
Your mind is an alliteration
Mind melting mournfully
Fog feathering fearfully
It fills the room to the brim
It fills the room to the rim
What is this feeling?
it feels like an empty museum of still statues
with fog lining the ground
Still statues standing sharply while the serpent slithers
The haunting chills are sharp as daggers
It feels like you're carrying the world on your back
The statues are staring into your fog filled mind
Such a realistic dream
Or is it
You will never wake up
Laying in a field of fog
The fog is the thing keeping you back
Helping you feel like a broken hack
Don't you see the fog is sadness
Not leaving you alone
Keeping you on the edge of the seat for its amusement
Fog at your feet slowly rising
Is there a way to stop it confide it delay it downgrade it
What is this feeling deep in my bones
sadness personified is that what this is
I guess you'll never know
Gasp
Covers over
Mattress under
Pillows behind
Door in front
A dream that's all it is that's all it will ever be
You get out of bed to get some water to cool off
But what you'll never know is what was Behind you
a trail of fog following
Like a serpent following its prey at any minute ready to...
Attack
