A Time In a Coma

found a time that no one knows far between the folded clothes escape can be freedom or is it just my conundrum who is this, that cleans for free no one i ever knew to be hide my little mind don't come out till your blind trespass and you will see the total rage that is within me far from me to say the life i live is dead any way the walks in the park reverse the thought in the dark thought you were the one wanted it to finally be done can't make something from nothing only dream of the longing can you make this feeling linger since i am wrapped around your finger when i awake , everything will be fine or will i morph sublime