I hear deaths footfall in the sounds of the night.
Shadows dance in the corner of my eye.
Creeping crawling while everyone sleeps.
My familiar companion, pain, pulses though my body.
Aches and drag me from sleeps warm embrace.
Some day
Between the sound of intermittent agony
My sleepy eyes will close,
I will breath and float over the trees.
No pain, in the arms of sleep
