INSOMNIA (A struggle with Guilt) Consciousness beckons my being
Hindering my travel unto dreamland
Where nightmares are real and fear is abundant
When you are where you're at.

Your body may have turned into dust
But your presence is never gone from my sight
 The essence of you lingers day and night
 Slowly tearing me apart

Awake you can't touch me
Asleep you could kill me
Eyes filled with rage and vengance
I could feel the weight everytime

My soul is dimming, loosing it's light
As darkness devoured what little conscience I have
The colours of life is becoming gray and dull
 My struggle feels like it's loosing the fight

That insistent voice constantly whispering, "sleep my love."
Is like a melody of a violin's plea
That loud thumping inside my heart
Are echoes of my sins of long forgotten past.

 In dreams, their ghost is collecting
For the blood in my hand
For the lives I never spared
For the orphaned spirits devoid of it's vessels

 Sometimes I felt lucky and Insomnia is my only ally
Awake, my sanity is safe
But tonight...
The stars favours my guilt and let them take me to rest.

I am dreaming now...