Demon Dream from Foreign Life by Pony Girl

I thought that I was free, far away from me.
Feeling something new:
motion sickness for two.

Feeling like I had pictures in my head
of people from the past,
people that I’ve met.

I'll close my eyes to start hiding from the dark.
Holding on too tight, holding on to life.

Float away.
Take me by surprise.
Float away,
far away from here.

There is something left to find,
a collection of sounds.
Some can make you feel,
some are just too real.

Breathing in the air, the smell of bleach.
I can tell when they had arrived,
when they had just left.

A shape dressed in white sets closer,
as I think of days spent in bed, days that I have fled.

A light will stretch my eyes,
bright enough to find secrets about them,
secrets that I’ve kept.

Demon dream, go to bed.
Freedom from myself.

• Alternative
• Electronic
• art pop
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• Ottawa