I lay awake,

Staring upon the darkness above me.

Sleep frightens me;

Closing your eyes

And letting your subconsciousness control your every movement

Made me uneasy.

It lets your guard down,

Annihilating any chance in defending against the dangers of this hellish world.

It reminds me of death--just not forever.

I can hear the hot flames of Hell coming to get me.

Or is it the pearly gates of Heaven that fish for my tiny, little soul?

Either alternative sends fear to consume me,

As the concept of an inevitable forever

Cannot stop glaring at me through the mirror.

I see the sound of silence,

Dark as the night that surrounds me.

I just want it to be day,

So the beautiful, golden savior of my nights,

May rise above that evil darkness,

And let me be awakened.