Held in a Lunar Synthesis - Dawn Ray'd

The nights are long and unwanted

A blur of troublesome sights exhausting

The dark side of what it is to dream

Rest that I wish I never needed

A task, a hurdle that racks the mind

I love the night but not the visions

Not the apparitions

A thousand times I’ll ne’er do well

And my weakness is always at the centre

Oh!

if you could see these scenes

Each trait insufferable

Inability displayed a thousand ways

My inability displayed a thousand ways!

Daybreak finds it different

The sun grows the lie in my every word

A shadowed husk swathed in saccharine cloth

The years have seen to it that the mask won’t slip

But the moon sees the mind stripped naked

The pleasing veil gone and what is‚ remains

What it is to hate to sleep