| Tale Three The thing that's under my sheet. |
| Are you still having nightmares? Well, know that you have company ... Me. Do you feel like the loneliest person on the planet. Though you're well aware that there are other persons, lying peacefully in the other rooms of the house. Are dripping sweat and perspiring from the pits of your arms. Smell the fear. Do you need to cry out for help but not a sound comes from the pie hole you call a mouth. I know the feeling to well. I know the ache of it all. I know it all to well. Ah ... Finally on to "La la land". That's where I long to be every night's sleep. Tucked tightly under my sheet, snug as a bug in a rug. Ah ... Dreamland ... I can feel it coming and I hope this night will be nothing like the rest. I'm so tired of the same crashing feeling coming to engulf me and send me to that place no one longs to be. Ah ... Here it comes ... I can it see clearly now, my time is a fleeting passageway into an abyss of loneliness and decay, because for some unGodly reason I've created this place, alone for myself. You'd expect only the opposite, instead of the painfulness that's wound me tightly in its grip. Firmly in its grasp. Deeply as deep can go. Maddening reality, as though it seems I am here and here I do play out the things to come. Until next time when we meet again ... Pleasant dreams everyone. |
the mad monster maker
Added drawing on June 25th, 2009.
| Can you see it. I can. Or ... Peek a Boo, I'm here Too. |
| The tale as of present is a WIP. Drawing was done recently, in June 2009. Page created in June 2009 |