Itsy- bitsy teeny-weeny little dream,
All that horror begins to make me scream.
The dawn falls to dusk enshrouding it with lies,
The carcass of man is now infested with the flies.
Buzzing in my ear tells me everything is ok,
But my dreams tell me I may not live another day.
Oblivion now seems warmer than before,
Lifelessly my body falls upon the floor.
There is no light or heavenly path I can take,
Begining to scream, from my dream I awake.

The title of that one is Wide Asleep...hope you all like it.......

Penned by my hand on the 2nd of Lupar, in the year 265 AF.