CEMETERY OF DREAMS

I am at the cemetery of dreams

Where you find ravens with cold blue eyes

and feathers sharp as knives

Each step is on top of dead dreams chest

Some like quick sand, some like pointy rocks

Once misstep I will get buried along like the others

I could feel the raven stares behind my back

It pierces my body like laser through glass

Even the brightest day is dark as coal in here

Can't seem to find my way out

My voice is stuck inside my head with no escape

Need to run, need to hide

Can't let the hounds of death catch me fall

The stars in distance is where I shall find my solace