Sleep dream or waking dream

is no different to me.

I'll never be the good man

for all to see...

In the mirror shows one image,

the other side reveals another.

In dreaming, both are blurred as to which will conquer.

Upon waking, who will see the inner monster?

Walking through life, afraid to get close.

Wary of inner demons awaiting to strike.

Haunted eyes hidden behind an angry exterior.

Seeing everyone's head on a pike.

A calming presence wakes an evil inside.

Bathed in love he's afraid to feel,

for how can this be,

when he cannot see?