Dark Enough

Come over my dear. You need to talk, your dreams so dark, they are real. 

They haunt you day and night. But, you won't let your mind speak out. Go on, you need to do this! The dreams are eating you alive. They are just dark enough.  

Pitch black, so dark, you can not see a thing. It is blinding you from what's real. The souls creep around with whispers, so steap, they're not real I tell you. But, they are dark enough. 

The sun comes up, and it is light outside. But, what you see is darkness in your mind. They cloud you away with what is real. But it dark enough.