Confessions of an Insomniac.
My eyes feel tired, but I can’t sleep. I fear I’ll drift into a dream.
Where love is lost, and pain is found. Where silence is the only sound.
A dream where lies are sacred oath. Where love is one way, instead of both.
Where truth, when spoken, will be fatal. For peace to be, there must be battle.
A land where children have no joy. Where wounds and heartache are their only toys.
Where thoughts could kill, and ideas bring death.,
And everyday we must endure these tests.
I fear I may never awake, and live in a land that happiness forsake.
Where sorrow and greed rule the world. That’s much too much for a little girl.
If I’m asleep, then I’ll be blind, and I won’t see the stars tonight.
How will I wish, how will I pray, if the stars choose to hide away?
I must not sleep, I must not dream, no matter how tiring the day has been.
The sandman must not come tonight, for I will only sleep in fright.
I must stay up, to shield my heart, for I fear an angel may tear it apart.
I will not rest my tired mind, for I might leave my life behind.
I will not sing a lullaby, for my song will only sing goodbye.
I will not start counting sheep, for I fear my sleep will be too deep.
In these nightmares, we lose our way.
To finding love and peace and faith.
Sadness engulfs this dreadful slumber
And pain ignites into a deadly amber.
I cannot sleep if I close my eyes
For only tears will greet my sight.
Then just as I thought my dreams may haunt me,
I realized my dreams are all but fantasy.