Sleepless Serenity
The serenity of existing in a sleepless trance
Where time has no bounds, and life has no meaning
Contemplation and imagination fuel the unceasingly restless sedation
The pale moonlight shines as if through an opalescent curtain
Into a vacant room where thoughts are dark and clouded
Devoid of love and feeling, numb to the stillness of the biting cold
The mind slips back and forth between reality and the endless possibilities
Never quite dreaming, as the strained beating of a bloodstained heart fills the silence
In steady time to the shaky breathing of a troubled soul
Where once was love, incomparable and unconditional
Now is a cripple of a memory, a mere fragment of space
A place where none can reach, forgotten, and forever lost
Slowly the tides turn, the moon wanes, and another day passes
Yet no movements or signs of life remain, as the air scatters the ashes
And a sleepless soul transcends beyond into the next dimension