It strikes me - Sleep
The sound of crushing onto the bed
was sweet.
Not yet asleep.
It is fading now - Fatigue
The feeling of falling into the dream
was intoxicating sweet.
Asleep.
Venturing in and out of Sureality - Dream.
The feeling of intoxication surrounds me
head to feet.
Ecstasy.
It grabs a hold of me - Diabolic
Throws me, falling into a dream within the dream
like sheep.
Powerless.
It overwhelms me - fear
The feeling of safety is Absent
yet sweet.
Hipocracy.
Hiking the unknown Moor - Nightmerish
Yet the touch of a Loved one
is here to Keep.
Awake.