i remember when sleep was to be relished
a pause from a day to rest.
when nightmares still had restraints
tight chains that never squeaked.
yet time went on and sleep became
an escape for a new day to come faster.
but sleep became the enemy when villians
and creatures from my conscious state envaded
my place of peace.
ill fight you . i'll fight you, my enemy i
meet in the night, i can never see you
coming , but at least i know
you will bring the day.