Cold Dark Corner

There's a cold dark corner

In the back of my room,

It speaks to me,

And says 'I'm coming for you'

As I lie on my bed

In the foetal position

My eyes are closed

Hoping and wishing

Maybe that one day

My dreams will come true

That I don't have to be here

So down and blue

The corner keeps talking

About how I'm going to die,

All I can do

Is lie and cry

As the corner gets closer

and takes me in,

my soul starts to burn

as so does my skin

My bones shall lie there

Turning to dust,

My bed surrounding

Nothing but rust.