Flipping out in my dreams.
Nothing is what it seems
Spacing out in my mind.
Things are a different kind.
Fear pulls you to the bottom.
They slice her throat just like I taught them.
Don't be afraid of what you see.
You should fear the things unleashed by me.
Confusion is just like a place.
Anger's written on my face.
You look up and into my eyes.
The truth is scary, and so are lies.
Things may be hidden from my sight,
but I won't go down without a fight.
Keep your dreams by your side.
You never know when you'll need to hide.
Actions of a different type.
Dreams are actions not quite ripe.
Thoughts are words not yet said.
These words were running through my head.

date submitted: 6/16/05
note: Alicia was a test reader.