I lie in bed awake at night

Unable to fully rest

Images of good or bad pushing thru

As my heart quickens in my chest

I cannot say that I awaken to an alarm

For I was never truly asleep

Why's it so hard to control one's thoughts?

My inner Utopia I'd like to keep

I refuse to turn my back

These thoughts will not be pushed to my mind's ledge

For every stimuli existing within my realm

Is produced from the crown resting upon my head

Left only to pursue my dreams

That flit behind the lids of my eyes

Knowing one day I will find the way and the means to fly high in the sky

My lyrical pursuit will not be subdued

As I seek the haven of sleep I have not reached yet

Lines and lyric fuse within my spirit

Which is why I remain restless

The brief doze that my mind has chose

Between the scenes of prose my mind projects

Leaves me to be soar free within the walls of my dreams

Causing me to awaken breathless.