3.25.2006

Insomnia 2

I die in my sleep every night
Murdered by the countless slashes
On my wrists
Made by myself
Ordered by the master
I sleep not, not wanting to hear his voice
Haunting my dreams,
never a sweet word
Wanting me to do his every awful deed
Killing myself the only way out
Of the garish night terror.
Sleepless nights pass,
No orders, no demands,
never a sweet word
I die in my sleep every night
After I murder everyone else.
Only to make sure I am purely alone,
Alone in my haunting sleep
Never a sweet word uttered
As I raise the blade to my throat
Utterly alone, no one to save me
In my haunting sleep

Turning back time, saving nothing,
Wanting everything
I fall deeply,
Ordered by the master,
Into my murderous sleep.
I wish not to sleep.
So haunting, so charming.
He tells me this shouldn’t be a dream.
But reality
No more sleepless nights,
No more orders.
No more terrors.
Forever rest.

If only I had the strength.

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