Ripe
Dreamwalker
Darkness it confines me, a danger made at heart
Made the offer to go through a hazy altar
Shimmering shadows, demons reach from afar
Brooding sickness, ill disturbed, needing shelter
From a past that is not my own
An emulated sky through which no sun ever shone
Hands reaching into nowhere
Smoke drift through fingers
With a sudden gasp
I feel the touch of another, not my own
Eyes wide and mouth agape, a soft shrill moan lingers
A face appears, angelic and white, a ghost from home
I am a dreamwalker, I chose to stay alive
Dreamwalker, I guide you towards the gates
Can it be that I am no longer lost
At the steps towards the rise
I pay the cost - I pay the cost!
I deny it, I will not break again
Is it truly just a dream I must accept?
The pain!