I blink, like everyone else I blink
Fast enough to skip the darkness
And the nightmares that dwell in it
Ever waiting to strike

I have nothing but praise for my eye lids
For their strength, I have been working them overtime
I cannot stand the black, empty library my mind has become
Make no mistake, I'm at fault, to an extent

For I stood idly by as each page was forcefully ripped from it's peers bound by hard cover
Each section, descreted
All in the name of improvement

My own mind has become a black hole
I fight my way out of with every sleep
Nap or rest, Losing a piece of me everytime
When will it end?
When will my lids finally know rest?

The feeling of ecstasy that comes with
Closing your eyes feels faded to me
Everything seems far away these days
It's got me feeling really short sighted
Yet somehow it feels I'm dreaming