If I Sleep Now…

cropped-404193_353356824685439_994789052_n.jpgSun rising in a cold gray mourn,

Of all the sins I adorn,

Wearing like ribbons of fame,

keepers of the battlefield set aflame.

 

Towards the past, we ride,

a time that refuses to hide.

Onto the curve of stagnant dimensions,

anything to relieve this tension.

 

And if I sleep now…

When I will awaken, will it come shaking,

can you show me how?

To wake to the world, shedding all this pain?

That makes me rain, it’s all the same,

Yet I deserve the blame…

What better way to make sure you wake up in shame, call my name.

 

Fresh day or another round of sin,

No matter, either way, I can’t win for

The thousand times I ignored

the passage of time forever ticking,

blood from long old wounds trickling.

 

I run from the past you see,

just anything to set me free,

But the truth turns to lie,

Every time I force another to die.

 

And if I sleep now…

When I will awaken, will it come shaking,

can you show me how?

To wake to the world, shedding all this pain?

That makes me rain, it’s all the same,

Yet I deserve the blame…

What better way to make sure you wake up in shame, call my name.

Thomas Spychalski

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