Asleep and Insane The flames flare, Uncontrollable in ignorance. The wind spreads the ash. Ingest the murky water. Drink the darkness. It cares nothing for itself. Myth illuminated. Only to disconnect. Haunting woven in, Stitched in Harmony. The colors of retribution, Ingrained in the net. God forbid a long goodbye. Eloquence exists everywhere, But in the spoken word. Strands of hair cut, Visions of your weapon. Dreams tease the heart. Sleep coexists with others. The images are of want. The tranquility of unconsciousness, Lives forever in the stars. So long it takes, To envelop in the space. Embrace in demand, Awakening is the cruel truth. To go back is an addiction, To sanity’s scale. Refuse the antidepressant, Accept your creation. Weakness lives only outside, A ghost of the waking moments. Stay inside, Your god here. A king of kings, And a king always gets what he wants. Build a wall, Let no one ruin your fortress, Let it stand tall, Uninterrupted in mock happiness. Don’t let white walls topple, Create guards to protect them. Soon you will grow used to this, Soon you will be blinded To what held you back. Go for her. Take your queen. Bury yourself a little deeper. Surrounded by fiction, Mold another world. You, realities sculptor, Have learned well, So well that even those around you Can’t see you or your creations.