Reverie

Got these visions inside my head

trying to sleep

tossing turning all around in my bed

wrestle for peace

I'm running with a hundred pounds of lead

chained to my feet

sinking deeper in a sea of dread

facing defeat

Wake now,

having a reverie

visceral dormancy

Wake now

reveling heavily

settling steadily

Wade out

tied to the tide

letting it rise

Fade out

There's a factory inside of my brain

Manufactures it all

Takes the things that really drive me insane

Rolls them into a ball

Then they soak the ball in gasoline

wait until I fall

Asleep and waiting for the fatal flame

that makes the bomb go off

Break down

Lay down

Space out

Fade out