"In Commemoration of Sleep"

When i cling to my sleep,
I cling to my dreams
To the ones that shine like crystals
That gleam like dragonsteeth
In my mind

When i wake screaming from sleep,
I cling to my bed
To my pillow or dragon or anything
That reminds me of safety
In my mind

I do not always wake desiring
To stay forever in the realm of sleep
More often i wake crying,
Mourning the repetition of the nightmares
Streaming through my brain

I do not like nightmares
For i can taste them hours after
I am awake and walking the world again;
Their lingering makes me nervous,
Makes me melt like puddles

Oh, but when i wake screaming
Tearing at my own flesh,
My self-destruct button triggered again
I breathe. I realize that i am still alive,
And this knowledge helps me move again

Oh, but there are still days
When i find myself paralyzed with fear
I cannot swear that they will ever be
Completely gone. However, I do know
That i will sleep again.

I do not fear the sleep. I know
That all it is is sleep, that the images
that plague my mind are images, i know
for once in my life i am safe, i am alive,
i am truly almost alright

I do not fear this. I fear only that
The things i treasure in my life may turn out
To be only dreams that i would cling to,
Dreams that fade away an hour after they came to me
The ones that gleam like dragonsteeth

Bright shining stars in a wartorn mind.