28 September 2012
Is it fear that prevents me from shutting my eyes? If so the fear of what? Dreams and subconscious lies?
Do I really dread what awaits in slumber so much? Or am I and myself falling out of touch?
Perhaps it's not sleeps' thrall that pains me so. But that the sooner I fall the quicker a new day will follow.
In this limbo fighting exhaustion I have no new stress With a new day dawning comes life and it's associated mess
And so I will relinquish my hold on this waking plane Time to wash away sorrows in the lakes where the wild things reign
Sleep • Opuss № I