And a bullet to your head is no laughing matter
Unless it's of your own volition

Someone drags you from
Delights of slumber
You can't explain
This spell you're under
It's not quite pain
But it's all so violent
These dreams you have
You must stay silent
Don't tell a soul
About this place
You wouldn't want to risk
Losing face

I'm sorry for making
Statements of no import:
These words are not my best
And my best
Are no better than silence