The Philadelphia Spice - Twenty-Two

I woke alone
I hear the footsteps of a nurse
The night was cold
I slowly creep into the corridor

The elevator doors go to the basement floor
I follow her around and it's down to the morgue
The sound of the rain pitter-patters
On the gutter outside

The nurse is there
Down at the end of the hall
That's what she says
She tells me "room for one more"
I start to run
I need to get back to bed
I'm so afraid
I can't forget what she said

I stop myself from screaming
I swear I wasn't dreaming
I shudder from the fright and I'm out like a light
The sound of the rain pitter-patters
On the gutter outside

They aren't dreams
They happen just like I said
It's every night
I wake up here in my bed
I break the glass
I hear the footsteps down the hall
I see the nurse
She leads me down into the morgue

I stop myself from screaming
This wasn't lucid dreaming
I don't know how to fight these terrors in the night
The sound of the rain pitter-patters
On the gutter outside

Written by:
Matt Coakley

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