As I lay down for sleep, slipping far to the deep. Waves of fear caress me.
Heart beat thumping, steady is its pumping. Yet fear flows through me.
Dreaming dreams of simple things, of good men bad men and of kings. I do not dream of me.
The future seeming wide and true, especially for the likes of you. The future seems to ignore me.
I wake up in a hurry, screaming, crying in a flurry.
Sweating, panting, muscles cramping.
My head aches with a pain, bitter sweet.
and alas I finally realize, I am alive.