Ominous Insomnia

Still Holding on to a memory (of a dream) Clung to a ghost of the past, I am entangled in a maze (of the self) With no way out ...Alive Tired of the empty promises of a new brighter dawn Tired of all your fucking lies, that you keep preaching on Tired of all the hypocrisy, all the scorn, and double morality Only refuge is in a dream, but the dream always dies An image of a desolate meadow (it's a dream) All black, dead and barren, paints itself unto my cornea (it's for real) I know, I've seen it before ...In a dream, maybe? The drugs don't work anymore, immune to all the pills Too afraid to sleep, too tired to live Can't sleep, the visions haunt me Should I close my eyes, would I dare?, dream, my last sanctuary Now twisted into a morbid nightmare ...Without an end The fever's getting higher, burning inside me like fire The shadows are getting deeper, oh dawn, why won't you come? Tired of being alive, of thinking, of breathing So why not just end it? Right here, right now The sickness burns in my veins, working like a daze Yet I am too scared to end my days