Intrusive roots so cold and deep
Reduce your night to a restless sleep.
Each new sight, reveals a new horror
Drifting in time, making minutes into hours.
Shackles of your imaginations hold you tight.
You wake up screaming every night.
What is it that hold you down?
That makes you thrash and while in your mind, you drown
In darkness until morning's light?
No rest did you get again, this night.
Time and time it happens again,
Stirring up the madness within.
Each new sleep, an unending, tenuous labour
Ever seeking Morpheus' favour
For a simple, restful, peace sleep,
Instead of wailing moans and evil things that creep.
You try again, to close your eyes,
Hoping this time to you'll be satisfied
With a dreamless or even pleasant sleep.
But again in chains, you begin to weep,
As darkness keeps you taught and bound,
No one can hear you make a sound.
As often in a hellish dream,
no one will ever hear you scream.