Sleepwalk

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I had a nightmare last night, woke up at midnight,
I couldn't see any light, yet I sought no respite
From the shadows in darkness that are fraying my nerves,
Is this what I deserve for all of the hurt I have served?
I'm thankful I'm here, reduced from this fear that I never will
Find a conclusion to this never-ending curse
 
Are you sure we aren't asleep, just walking through our lives
Like sheep, so unaware of the grand design, and time just continues
To create issues and confuse our world views, constant abuse
Don't forget the fake news, refusing us the right to choose
 
3 AM and I am who I am,
I am no program, and have no Instagram
And my thoughts are my own so don't even try to cram all your bullshit
In there when your own overflow, you can blow me until you don't
Know me no more
I could have swore you were someone I gave a shit about before
I can hear the drip coming from the sink,
I think
And the fridge is making the typical sounds, crushing the ice
In the middle of the night,
I spite
I look over, you're sleeping and speaking a language
That must mean you're dreaming, or maybe you're scheming
Your next fucking move,
But I doubt it, your jacket is on the rack, and as usual,
Your back is to me
Lately, you've been a stranger to me, you see right through me
The temp has dropped further since I checked last, I might get up
And check real fast, I'm too attached to this comforter though
The last time I froze must have been long ago
I wonder if you notice when I wake up in a frenzy,
Do you envy that I dream these scenes I dream, esteem aglow
From what you had seen?
I am tortured and hurt by the thoughts in my head, so I spit all these
Bullets from syllable lead as I make them all dead with a red spread
Shredding through a few vital circuits
 
Are you sure we aren't asleep, just walking through our lives
Like sheep, so unaware of the grand design, and time just continues
To create issues and confuse our world views, constant abuse
Don't forget the fake news, refusing us the right to choose
 
One day I had spoken to an inter-dimensional entity,
Told me I better be careful as I sleepwalked through my life
I was shown a possible future if I chose a path and stuck with it,
Regardless, I knew I wanted to have a bunch of fun with it
I'm not the type to shy away from something that could brighten my day,
Everyday is a blessing to behold, so don't be cold, let the untold
Unfurl before your very eyes and recognize your gifts
I don't mind if I'm liked or if no one will listen, I have a driven vision,
And it's a given, with my precision, that I can perfect my craft
And still have a blast

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Kanvas
Member since February 28 2019

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