Sleepless Poem by Crimson Love

Drowsy eye lids,
long to embrace one another,
an embrace of rejuvenation,
yet the vessel, will not sleep,
Eyes will not shut,
for memories will be seen.

Yet sleep like death,
can only be fought,
to the point in which,
your accepting....
willing or not.
We die...
We live...
We long to sleep.

I wish no such thing,
for death holds,
what I wish not to see.

with closed eyes,
Blood drenched dreams,
fill My mind, till brimming,
I wish not to close my eyes,
and see what has been,
or what is to be.