blackham:
Dream the same thing every night
blackham:
No locked doors no windows barred
blackham:
and no one will
blackham:
welcome to where time stands still
blackham:
Cherry Knowle Sunderland
blackham:
where no one leaves
blackham:
But they think this saves us from our hell
blackham:
Sleep, my friend, and you will see
blackham:
Cannot breathe the open air
blackham:
Build my fear of what's out there
blackham:
Mirror stares back hard
blackham:
Can't they see it's,why my brain says “RAGE” ?
blackham:
They think our heads are in their hands
blackham:
Moon is full, never seems to change
blackham:
seems the only way, for reaching out again