Nightmare Carousel

I wake up in the wrong room

The ceiling leans too close My name tastes like cold metal

I count the cracks in the mirror

They count me back in return

The hallway bends like a question

And every door learns my nerves

A lamp hums like it knows me The carpet grips at my

feet I try to scream out a signal But my throat only

keeps the beat

Something moves behind my eyes

Like a hand that turns the key

If I run, the floor rewinds If I hide,

it finds me

It’s a horror dream,

don’t wake me I’m falling through the same scene Hands on the

wall, they trace me Like I’m written in the paint It’s a

horror dream, come take me Where the lights don’t ever mean I

run and the room replaces Every breath I try to save

I see my face in the window But it smiles a half-second

late My phone rings out in the static With a voice I

used to hate The clock skips over the midnight Then lands on

it again

I pray to the quiet corners They answer with my friends If

I close my eyes,

it opens If I breathe,

it learns my air Say I’m real,

say I’m chosen Say there’s nothing waiting there

It’s a horror dream,

don’t wake me I’m falling through the same scene Hands on the

wall, they trace me Like I’m written in the paint It’s a

horror dream, come take me Where the lights don’t ever mean I

run and the room replaces Every breath I try to save

I wake up, and it’s still here (ahhhh)