As she lay down and prey,
As she lay in bed to stay,
As she wishes herself fairwell,
As she sings with no meaning.
She'll sleep and sleep,
She'll cry and cry,
She'll makes those wishes instead of saying good bye,
The ones in the corner,
The demons she saw were no demons at all,
They were her children so scared and sad,
For there dear mother had finally gone mad,
They'll sing her to sleep and hold her land,
Hoping when she's wake she'd be in fairytale land,
This mother was good as good as they get,
But one single moment tossed a current to fast,
They took her away quicker then a blast....
© WinterAngel