Sleep?
What is this dream?
As if I'm a king,
Fingers covered in rings,
Not wanting to wake . . .
Waiting for reality,
Falling into depravity,
Wishing to be emperor,
Yet failing against the Temptor,
Wishing I could Wake . . .
All these things,
Broken down into mindless dreams,
Buzzing like flies in my mind,
Never remembering what I've left behind,
When I wake . . .
A