your sand in my veins
its a deeper kind of slumber
what is universe anyway
but a pouch of silver coins
the intense breathing
of a dying animal
a foreboding of afterlife
masters key in oaken chest
the somewhere is mine
and from there ill continue
all i asked for was a little love meet me on the other side
where as a rose i will wake
even since im blind, i follow
every step you take
cease to exit
rise to exist no more
its a deeper kind of slumber