Or bring myself to my own end.

I no longer carry the thorn inside me.

I live in a lovely valley

but the heights are gone forever.

There are no more fights for buzzards,

And I no longer leap into the fire.

I am afraid I will get burned.

Sanity

Is pleasant, and calm

but there is no greatness

no true joy

nor the awful sorrow that sloshes the heart.

I sleep to fly.

Can’t you see, You’ve let life pass by?

I sleep for you.

I sleep for me.

I sleep for all that you could be.

For I sleep to dream.

And to try and see

Why you can’t seem to be.

What do you seek in?

I

Dream

Reality?

Ecstasy from The World.

Assurance that I’m still awake.

Monsters beneath my bed.

Our love.

Friends departing.

Loneliness eating your heart.

Isolation from the world.

Falling from the cliffs.

Engineering a robot.