Longing Chase

Lisa sleeps at midnight.

She says to herself, sleep tight. 

She closes her eyes and takes a flight. 

She wakes up with clear eyesight. 

At eight, she saw daylight. 

She opened the window and saw mountains. 

Below it, she saw marching barbarians. 

When she turned around, she saw demons. 

She was pulled away by guardians. 

They left her falling to end her hallucinations. 

She checks her watch, and it's eight 

Her mom sets breakfast; she cannot wait. 

A mirror told her she was overweight. 

She saw her chubby face on the silver plate. 

Now, she could not captivate.

Her alarm sets on time. 

Her bed was full of slime. 

She sinks but tries to climb. 

She was voodoo with a crime. 

Suddenly, she was covered with grime.

She became self-aware. 

I am dreaming, she declares. 

Waking up is all she dares. 

Her room is full of chairs. 

Reality and dream she compares. 

Lisa, get up, wake up! 

She felt trapped in a cup. 

Reborn as a pup. 

Her mind is about to blow up. 

Everything is about to burn up.

She wakes up with a sweat. 

She noticed her father's cigarette. 

They were under a jet. 

They are preparing to set. 

The game of Russian roulette. 

She knows she is home alone. 

Dreams she does not own. 

She checks on her phone. 

It's eight AM at the tone. 

Her hair has grown.

Everything feels real. 

The breeze is ideal. 

She takes a kneel. 

To open the seal. 

Let her heart heal.

She experiences relief. 

She's home in her belief. 

She saw her neighbor chief. 

He was running outside to catch a thief. 

The victim's family is in grief.

Now we meet the end. 

Did she wake up? It depends. 

Do you want to make amends? 

I hope you understand. 

In many scenes, I bend.