Sleep
Allowing ones-self to fall between the cracks
Of conscious thought
And muted reality
An inclination to the hopeful spark of
the truest innocents
Dreams
The windows to what we as a society
can never pull past the glass wall of reality
Blistered hands
Clawing at impossibilities
Nightmares
Weeping children forced into the dreaded state of awareness
Crystalline sadness tearing from agitated red
Painted down their naïve faces
Sleep
The hopes
Goals
And horrors
of
Humanity
