This pillow is flattened and cold
Please Sleep, I can manage
The shadows around
Won’t lay a scratch on me
I’ve gone through worse
Oh evenings,
How you try to hide my secrets
But we all know
Who you really work for;
You’re a traitor
As I close my eyes
Praying for peaceful sleep,
You devour me as I lay helpless
Under these sheets
That cover over my naked dreams
The clock ticks like a maniac
I hear a distant bellow;
The skies have gone insane, mad
They crave for my hopes
But I seal them shut
My defenses are crumbling
These eyes begin to fall
Sleep is catching on but I care not,
I’ll fight another night
My dream will never be taken from me
If he is one with the Shadows
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem