Dead Man In My Dreams.

This is a piece inspired by a dream I had several months ago.
I’ve been playing with it for quite some time now, it is now as is.
I may write another piece using the bits I cut from this one, it should be obvious who it’s based on!

Man of bleach, a negative Creep

Can’t see you every night I’m free

Paper cuts, at school, swap meet

Would you mind, I’d like to breathe?

Nevermind, there’s no more pain

One more lost soul on a plain

Just as you are, so glad you came

A little lithium to calm the brain

Serve the servants, royal tea

In Utero, she’s raping me?

And eyes me like a Pisces, weak

Locked in a heart-shaped box for weeks

To pretty songs, we’ll sing, it seems

But we don’t know what it means

What’s left behind? A legacy

I saw a dead man my dreams

Original Dark Poetry.

Copyright © Craig Detheridge.

2015 – 2018.

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Dead Man In My Dreams.

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