Its strange
Sometimes I feel okay awake
And others I can't wait for sleep
That darkest blackest part of slumber
Daytime monsters hidden deep

At night
My mind is free to wander
Free from chains my body wears
Never weary, worn or ragged
Free from mortal earthly tears

But then
I wake and the dream is done
My mind is trapped again once more
Inside this deformed prison cell
Made of blood and flesh and bone
This prison that became my hell

I cannot sleep
I cannot wake
I cannot lie
I cannot fake

It seems the world is changing now
And to survive I know not how