Slumber used to offer me such vistas as to awe and wholly set my mind free Then, forbidden ana snatched sleep from me I read of Them, coming from far reaches of the Void, beyond our souls' frail cages Star-spawned, They found Earth with ravenous glee to feed on the dreams of all that would be Formless They come, with dirges and vexes
You'll feel Their touch when you awake screaming, when you smell rot even on a sunny day When horrid waking visions are unfurled of a thousand eyes in darkness gleaming Now I no longer sleep, knowing that They occupy, beside us, this fetid world
Roused to writing this after a nightmare. The first new sonnet I've written in 2 years. Also a sufferer of insomnia.