At NIGHT
One could grow use to this
The swaying, The rocking
The sweet light knocking
Of the waves against the walls
Resting my head
upon this cloud like bed
My fascination grew
Moving slowly Slowly moving
I made my way onto the floor
And there i felt it and there i saw it
The thing thats called me here
The smell the wonderful smell washed over me
Never, never could i have felt so clean
And things have smelt so fresh
But
My heart began to slow
And stop
Eyes widening breath quickening
How could this be ?!
It consumed me surrounded me
And i felt that i was drowning
Drowning in this darkness
How could it be this dark
Searching searching desperately looking
i could not find the moon
How could no light show
My fear began to grow
I no longer felt the warmth of the air
No longer did the air smell sweet
No more could i stand... to stand
The waves crashing was now ..
Deafening
What if i was to fall ?
Thats what passes through my mind
Who would here me?
Who would save me ?
How could anyone see me ?
I'd drown and lay on that ocean floor
Slowly yet quickly
I ran away from the sound
from the night
NO
The darkness
that tried to consume me
Running to my room i laid
Laid upon my sweet cloud bed
And once again i swayed
I rocked and the waves knocked
Against the walls
And once again i listened
And my heart stopped its quicken
But the waves fascinated me no more
It had changed, became corrupted
And only darkness is what i saw
But still it calmed me to hear them
It calmed me to know that
They would soon put me to sleep
For the swaying
The rocking
The sweet light knocking
Was my only comfort at night