They Murdered Sleep

Shadow Of Intent

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Blast after blast
Again, wake up as the mind unravels
Night after night, projectiles coming down
The psychological aspects of fear and sleep deprivation are now entwined

Fortitude rots away over time

Awakening prostrated
Contrasting unnatural susceptibility to the awaiting crimes
And the mundanity resuming
The glaring absolute protest of no escape

Arisen, the dormant
The breaking of spirit
The organic process of surrendering to the norm
Bitterly enraged, though I have become
I hate this fucking life of mine

And now I bury the dead
Another day filling a ditch
The streets littered with debris
Still coming to terms, this cannot be happening

Imprisoned
Invigorated mirth
Soon this city of the dead used for resource, left barren
None shall escape nor be able to flee

A walking, breathing regret
Where there is no solace left
They fucking murdered sleep

I suffer bitterly, when I look at what they have done to me
And I am one of the trapped, but am not one of a few
For there are many afflicted here, long since forgotten
Gazing headlong into fathomless darkness

Wake each night to sirens
Pray to evade the warheads
It all seems random, arbitrary
They murdered sleep
Terror salvos keep me awake
For death wails above me