Night crawls over
And blanketed eyes
Contract events of the past
Moments of the present
Reveries of the future
I orchestrate a drama that nobody runs
The worlds I'm compelled into
Are so often scarily the same
Yet frighteningly different
Volatile shapes mother solid emotions
I am the witness, I am the victim
I am the first and the last to exist
Shadows dissolve to leave echoing words
That escapes to haunt
Leaving silent imprints in the air
Memories of the nonexistent
