While staring at the moon my breath takes away
As my silent breathing withers
Like the weeping willow tree come to take away my tears
I’m still stuck with fears that won’t go away
Under its strong branches it shields me from the sun
And as the shadows darken
I fall asleep for once
Safely under my “castle” I am safe once more
As the weeping willow tree shields me from this “storm"
As the winds and nightmares pelts its leaves
It slowly cracks as i begin to leave
Sad that my tree is breaking
i tell the storm to stop its shaking
and for once i come out frealess
as the nightmare now loses its meaning
