Sleep

 

I would dearly love to sleep

but it seems too much to ask.

Every time I close my eyes

I’m sent to hell so vast.

Cast down like an angel

taken a wrong turn,

a misguided wanderer

with no pathway to return.

 

All I want is sleep

but that doesn't seem forthcoming.

I walked into the storm

nothing would stop the clouds from forming.

Teeming rain, stinging eyes.

shards of smashed glass

rivers of hellfire rise.

The demons do harass.

 

I only want to sleep

but it seems I'm destined to stay

awake until the sun comes down,

bakes me like old clay.

I just want to feel rested

Is that too much to want?

Am I being tested?

Invested all of my interest in dreams.

Only want to rest,

not these hateful terrifying screams.

 

When eyes close tight

is when the demons inside

take hold of my mind.

Deep in the middle of the night.

Whispering and shouting.

Oh please, this is getting tiring,

yet you won't allow me to retire.

All I desire is for these eyes to blink shut,

for the sound to stop

and for my heart to not jump.

 

 

 

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