• Night and day part ways.
    Interesting how dreams fade.
    Away into the darkness of nightmares.
    Laying sleeplessly in the wake of night.

    Grasping onto the nostalgic memory with might.
    Loosing grip of reality's place.
    It seems I've forgot the sight of my own face.
    Shattered mirrors provide no reflection.

    Why have I still lost my direction?
    Slipping away into such deep depression?
    No not at all.
    Just a stumble.

    Just a fall.
    We're all back on our knees to crawl.
    Day break destroys the grip of night.
    Some nightmares you just can't fight.