• heavy insomnia, a weight bearing down on the endless nights,
    with simple sleep swept away by seductive secrets,
    secrets brought to light during the darkest of hours.

    the gloom is ambient, surrounded by premonitions of my minds creation,
    soft sounds sting my ears, a distant car alarm, while war rages between them,
    temperance guides my every inaction, inertia holds me tight like a lover's embrace.

    rings of black sand circle the empty lakes of my eyes,
    proof of this unending consciousness, shackled to time, growing rusty and old,
    seconds slipping away like a current, pulling me towards my destruction.

    shake off this rust! break free of these ungodly chains,
    fall back to earth, only to find shattered dreams and broken promises,
    pouring out of emptied souls like sweet ambrosia into the lips of the weary.