Whispers in the night
Of a cold blooded monster,
Did you miss it?
He missed you,
His breath is a flash of old trauma,
Turning and tossing to get away
While drowning in salty water,
The echoes of your screams is his midnight playlist,

Drowning in a black pool,
With every inhale being a mouth full of dark water,
I fail to breath,
Help, Help, Help
My happy land is his utopia,
A forest of nightmare,
Neverland turned bad,
The morning rays are his kryptonite,
Finally I can run,
While he plays his tunes waiting for the midnight bell,
His eyes have no soul,
I am his soul,
My pillow hears the quiet screams,
My sheets cover the happy boy,
Peace is the sound of the blue bird that lays the monster to bay,
While the wake of the bat calls the cold hearted monster to my playground,
My dreams
A Mary-go-round,
Whispers in the night,
Let the happy boy sleep.