Laying softly on my bed,
Being cautious not to wake my queen.
I pray for my bed to keep my sane,
Give me the rest i so crave.
I close my eyes,
Force a near sleep state upon my awake mind.
And as i finally feel myself fade,
Praising the slumber to come.
I see it.
Flashes blind me behind closed eyes,
My head screams in agony.
Its hauntingly silent,
For what feels like an eternity.
Then i hear it.
Sound fades in and out,
As rumbles that shake my soul echo through the sky.
Blood runs from my ears,
As i hear the screams of fictitious people running away.
Im blinded once more,
And i feel the heat strike a tree near me.
I hear the cracks and turn around,
To see the oak falling over me.
I open my eyes.
Its only yet another dream to keep me from sweet sleep,
The same story on a different day...
Insomnia is a bitch.
-Atlantic