Cardboard Cutout Life

Words/music : Mardk

Would you flinch.
If I smothered you.
Sleep is a labor
I don't want to go through.

My dreams rot in boxes
besides my bed
My thoughts are remnants
of the nightmares in my head.

In my head.

I don't want to blink.
I don't want to see thru my eyes.
I don't want to speak the truth.
I don't want to lie.