see-me-fall

The Light goes out and you go to bed, The buzzing of sleep starts and your emotions change to red. Your too tired to move yet your still awake, The dreaded sounds start which your brain starts to make. The voices of people you walked passed today, The ones you hardly noticed while you hurried on your way. They multiply into a crowd of tones, But this isn't the part that rattles your bones. You spot them in the corners of the room, Watching from the darkness whispering "soon". Their voices grow loud and shrill, The screaming starts like being turned on a mill, More start to appear at the end of your bed, "You ignored us and you'll pay the pric