• From whence I came

    my soul remains

    sleeping under the sky

    watching its shadow living

    an inadequate existence

    Thoughts of time fly by

    when will I wake?

    my slumber

    my soul

    my existence

    If my "shadow" dies

    will I wake

    or are these lies?

    Thoughts of beyond

    plague me

    will I disappear?

    Or can I stay forever?

    my thoughts unclear

    lost in the sea of self-loathing

    burned away by hatred

    I cannot sleep

    I cannot dream

    but do I want to?

    do I need to?

    or will love wake me?

    will love set me free?

    only sleep will tell...