Conclusions of Sleep

To dream, to dream,
In endless sleep,
Nightmares wading back and forth,
Gluttony waiting to eat,
And Rage my wrath to keep.

My emotions whisper, whisper,
Whipped into a froth,
Confusion of my sanity,
Of the beings that venture,
And hope to guide,
To harmony my mind.

Chaos, Chaos,
Ever-moving,
Ever-free,
My Destiny,
Tortured in my sleep,
Bones that move,
Without my will,
Infernal Soul,
My demons till.

If the lies,
And the dreams,
Cease to hold me tight,
I waver, waver,
Till they waver,
And hate me much.
No longer bold,
No longer proud,
No longer held within a body,
Keeping me held in though.

I wish to be free,
Free from Sleep,
Free to dream and dine,
In Peace.
I wish to be free,
Free from being awake,
To hold myself in the tortures of my psyche,
Beheaded endlessly,
Better than being alive.

"And thus man fell to his whims, and bit into the apples of Eden."-Somewhere in the Bible

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