Sands from Sigils by CaveofswordS

I had that dream again.
Pushing through a corridor.
Searching for a quiet corner.
Couldn't find one anywhere.
No refuge in sleep.
I had that dream again.
The walls were all but gone.
Wind and rain lashing at me.
The night cast as a demon.
No refuge in sleep.
There is no refuge in this sleep.
In Morpheus' arms there is no peace.
I had that dream again.
Candle's flame blinks rapidly.
Common objects breathe and writhe,
embodying anxiety.
No refuge in sleep.
I had that dream again.
He took form as an owl.
Soaring in from the north,
landing on the handrail.
No refuge in sleep.
There is no refuge in this sleep.
In Morpheus' arms there is no peace.

• Pop
• darkwave
• dream pop
• dubwave
• poprock
• shoegaze
• St Louis