Oh sleep, she is not a friend to me
I come to her kneeling at her feet and beg to give me the gift of rest
She scoffs at me and tells me she does not grant a request from such a guest

Oh sleep, I cry out to you
Asking for your acquaintance
But I have grown accustomed
To your silence and my patience

Oh sleep, you have visited my bedside last again
I have watched the sun rise and the Earth awaken
Please don’t mistaken my desperation
My body grows weary of being a stranger
To the only one who can be my savior

Oh sleep, grant my eyes to be heavy and seal them tight
For I long to be reunited with my dreams tonig

She wears all black and drinks champagne from a glass
With red lip stick marking the rim
And her eyes drawing you in

I was fighting a beast in the dark
When the light scorched the Earth
It revealed who you were
Familiar eyes that matched mine
Alone I was this whole time

There were never any monsters under my bed
Only the ones that lived in my head

As you may admire her from the peak of a mountain
Know that she commends the gardens she made below
For His will in every season
She will make beauty out of the weeds-of-wrath
As will in the likeness of clouds
A strong woman is prized in both seasons
Don’t fall for folly when you only catch her touching the stars

If I can’t have you in this reality
Then I will visit you every night in the one I can create