Blood pumping.... heart racing....
Is this death or just Insomnia I'm facing?
Why is it that life feels so strange by the Light of the Moon?
As strange as it seems will we soon see the light.....
through these hours of gloom?
My mind running here or there trying to collect my thoughts.
Way too many not wanting to be caught.
Digging deeper to find the real me.
Should I go to a place few others dare to be.
Closing my eyes seems too big of a fight.
Lying awake dreaming of this endless night.
Where is the Sandman to end my pain?
Are these not the hours that he reigns?
All I want is for this immortal wake to cease.
For a cloud of dreams to come & give me peace.