I slumber when there’s no peace.
When my soul is laying waiting to be reaped.
Because death is better than a living hell.
Life doesn’t tell your tale that well.
So disappear.
Dissipate.
Distant yourself from a mental state that fears the eternal darkness behind your lids.
Remember the moments.
The omen of void to your blessings and sins.

I am a vessel for y’all to share.
A vessel of dark clouds and lightning air.
A testing of humankind.
To teach the gods about a human’s mind.