Sleep?

Night has come to me,
But no sleep do I see.
Nightmares and horror,
Are just on the border.

Death and gore,
Pain and more.
Swords with sharp steel,
This, what makes me feel.

I kill in my dreams just to awake
For who is there to say?
That while in sleeps stay,
Your dreams are not truly fake?

But what if in sleep you were to awake?
And while awake you were to sleep?
I kill in my sleep so that I may wake,
And pray that my soul I might keep.

These are my nights,
I hope they don't stay.
My dreams are my life,
My days I just pay.

My days are of one,
They are never changing.
All I see are lifes fading,
Many gone by a gun.

This is the day,
Like it you may.
The night is for we,
But maybe just me.