Wandering thoughts have led me here.
This place where I do not need to call to anyone dear.
This slowly moving shallow world of dreams.
Can I stay here please?
A world where all is what I know.
And nothing is kept secret from me.
Bloodied hands are before me.
I know what I have done.
This world of dreams is my refuge,
Please no more accusations.
Let me alone in this sweet world.
Where I can be tainted of mind
All on my own.
