it drips down the back

i've had this feeling
tingletoe tipping
hauntcreep crawling
i've been thinking
letting it go
they come
broken ablaze
in sleep
in the dark
always alive
i see them
inside you
but shhh...
i won't tell
not a word
fingertip tripping
i've had this feeling

she was quiet at first
i listened...
i woke myself
screaming

i needed you there
i needed to know

but i had words
and strangers

and i need to know...

it's changing
it's not okay
to be gone
anymore

i'm changing
you can't have her

it was different there
but i still feel it
i'm still angry
still damn afraid

and i need to know now
dreams are dreams
real is real
but it's shifting inside me
but i can't alway see

...

i was quiet at first
she listened
i joked
always inappropriate
always out of place
i bought time

always
i said
here
there

always

i'll be yours

happy

it's not what you need

it's hid in between

what's left of the dreamt

from the death of a dream

a broken believe

a stuttered half scream

mistakenly naked

and taken to sleep

it's when you awake

at the break of the day

and the breath that you take

is taken away

with the fear and the tear

that has kept it at bay

when you see

that your dream

has decided to stay

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