Sleepless And Defiant

On a sigh, in the passings of night.
When sleep comes unwillingly, and falters at the words of man.

Seek not the halls of filtered, cyber ejaculations, which fall numbingly to spent, and twisted wants of the dim witted.
Instead, find waste in cool breezes of thoughts unkind.
Unruly and wicked.
Screaming.
Ghastly.
Tainted with life.
Seek now, the grave.
Hurled quickly upon the soul.
Dream dreams of terror and wake alive.