The Corner I want

There's a cold dark corner
In the back of my room
It speaks to me
And says I'm coming for you

As I lie on my bed
In the fetal position
My eyes are closed
Hoping and wishing

Maybe that one day
My dreams will come true
That I don't have to be here
So down and so blue

The Corner keeps talking
About how I'm going to die
All I can do
It's lie here and cry

As the Corner gets closer
And takes me in
My soul starts to burn
As so does my skin

My bones shall lie there
Turning to dust
Philophobic surrounded by
Nothing but rust.