My Asylum

I lie awake, a sleepless night,
tossing and turning an eternal fight.
Eyes tight shut for blissful rest,
burdens and struggles, lay upon my chest.

Darkened dreams haunt my slumber,
all the sleep I've lost, I cannot number.
Inside my mind I scream in pain,
looking from afar, a restful sleep remain?

Internal scars, an outward look of peace,
from the jaws of torment, will it ever cease.
Am I awake or am I asleep?
reality vague, my conscience I keep.

I'll tear at the walls and keep myself sane,
away from the tears, away from insane.
Till the day comes, when I'm reduced to dust,
I'll keep in my heart, In God do I trust.

Andy Wilden 2003

Tags: confused, pain, dark, imagery, fear,