ocr: - - & II de - 6 E : - - : Lbladel a glass moat surrounds my bed - personal exile protecting my child from my violent dreams . how can i be like this - what's in my mind - the devil perhaps - can evem he be this cruel - i can't help it . i'll wake when the glass bites my flesh - if 1 C can't leave i can't kill a hopeless existance - trapped in my bed with the murderous night