The Nightmare of Fabrication

A broken Bell
I couldn't figure out why it was there

I remembered a terrifying dream,
But none of the details

I didn't want to think about it,
So I buried it under the swings,
Out in the backyard

No one will ever know...

If no one knows,
It can be the same as if it never happened at all

So I'm secretly rewriting my memories

I've buried that scary drean.

Because it never happened.

Lain