The Space Between Dreams and Waking

In dreams I walk the thick black dark

Never pausing in my march.

Completely blind I still go on,

Walking till the night is done.

And though I’m blind I never fall,

I never stumble or hit a wall.

I just move on in search of light

Trying to escape the eternal night.

Model Horror

See that girl in the mirror there,

A reflection of beauty beyond compare,

But a rueful expression covers her face,

As the mirror cracks loudly and slowly breaks


Down her face roll the deep red tears,

It’s all over now she’s realising her fears,

But her mind’s too far gone to ever be saved,

She just stares in the mirror while her life ebbs away.