I feel the hollow sounds that travel through your dreams
Your experience is haunting me, echoed in your screams
Going in, you’ve pulled me through, falling, bleeding, I pursue
Lost in living mist and surrounded by your haze
Your screams begin to fade, my mind is all ablaze

Monsters roam these halls, anticipate their prey
Wraiths cry their hollow laughs, intentions to betray
Stealing souls and changing hearts, leaving empty shells
Taunting with false sympathy, the walls of barren cells

Hello! I scream aloud, but the echoes don’t appear
Coldness creeps like shadows, I’m too afraid to spill a tear
This isn’t my experience, why am I trapped in here
In this tragedy of dreams, why did you disappear

Not knowing where I’m going, I step into the mist
Without some understanding, on memories I subsist
No knowledge of your nightmare, I wade through murky ground
Testing every step, afraid of being drowned

Then vaguely I remember, you told me of your fears
How you couldn’t deal, the pain that grew with years
Always I ignored you, as a friend, remiss
I didn’t know, I didn’t know, forgive my selfishness

New insight drives me onward; the search for you goes on
With knowledge comes some wisdom, a rock to stand upon
After driving deeper, I find you in the dark
My presence I make known to you, then work to make a spark

I offer up my hand, you look at me in fear
I smile reassurance to convey that I’m sincere
You overcome past lessons learned and take my outstretched hand
And we embark upon a journey as you make me understand

I cannot guide you back, but I’m here beside you now
And though I feel so useless, I’m helping you somehow
You told me so, and so I stay, to share in witnessing
The monsters and the prison they built that once had kept you in

Through the mist we travel; your story now unfolds
Nightmares within nightmares, but still our friendship holds
Suddenly you stop in fear;  The past draws near again
But I won’t leave you here alone; I’m not that kind of friend

In bravery worth a story, the truth you face once more
Speaking of things that long ago were locked behind a door
The mist begins to fade away, revealing some light
The longer that we walk together, the more we banish night

One more time you stop, but this time not in fear
You turn to look behind you, and in listening I hear
“What’s done is done, I’m moving on, to live another day”
With that you turn and smile at me and tell me you’re ok

And so the nightmare ends, the prison cells destroyed
Now once where you were empty, our friendship fills the void
In our shared experience, all things are made anew
One thing though remains the same; a friendship that is true.