in sleep I tore apart the brick walls with my bare hands,

in sleep I burned your fingerprints off the bloodied walls.

in sleep there is no reason, no caution that reprimands,

and so in sleep, I break the bones of beasts till they crawl.

in sleep, my voice can finally sustain the volume of my pain,

and in my dreams, I yell so loud, that rivers still, and trees shiver as though cold,

but you should know, sleep never brings peace, nor cleansing rain,

we all know- sorrow steals sleep and reigns the dreams, when there’s nobody to hold.