dancing through my dreams
steps echo down a hallway
my voice a stifled scream
choked fear from lack of day
haunted by these signs
I force myself to rise
wander the lonely corridors
check locks and doors, blurred eyes
in the still and quiet I find
prickles crawl and creep my skin
to dream a dream so lucid
brings a wish for the dawn to begin
for in night I might be given
telling tales of a secret place
but in day I will surely know
the answers of which they trace