if you can see my sleeplessness you likely feel it too
and maybe you believe it has become a part of you
One Hour til the road of dreams but you are wide awake
as Rest leaves from your body, comes a prisoner to take
what vicious disposition has the fiend of all you are
so outwardly pursuing every treasure in your scars
a second with the silence is the only thing you need
to know that in your mind you’re not as carnal as you seem
but eyes opposed and weary are reluctant so you cave
for there is nothing more than this, there’s nothing left to save
alone, aloof and dying to a world you tried to shed
where everything is dying and you’re stuck inside your head