the blanket is spread on me
and all around, on everything I see
a blanket so deep that depth is
unknown to us all,
I've turned into a skeleton now
with no expression on my face to
be seen because the skin and muscle
have been scrapped clean
from my bones...
and all I want to do now is sleep until
I die, no more feeling I have inside,
I feel like a rubberband pulled to the
extreme, snapped back into place and
shoved somehwere to the unseen...
there might be more to the confusion now
but all I know is that you keep doubting
my every word,
in the end it will all be true,
and come back to haunt you.