Sleep deprovation...

...I hate you.

A Mid-Winter's Night Dream

Falling.  A blur of light and dark around me.
I can not focus, my mind is blurry.
Gaining control, I stretch my arms wide.
I begin to see the differing light.
Above a starry sky, beneath a blue sea.

A burning ball passing by,
I pierce through the high sky.
After the burning ceases,
I free my winged pieces.
I flap them towards high.

Yearning to return to Father,
But why should I even bother?
The wings, they crack and fall.
I fight for a chance at it all.
But I head faster to water.

My wings have been ignited,
My wrongs have been righted.
I glance once more to Father above,
Hoping that his love,
Will make me enlightened.

Crashing into a world unknown,
I perceive what he has grown,
for the first time in all of this.
I wonder why they made it to shit?
They should have just let it grown.

Now I wander, lost and alone.
I wait for the day they will show,
a sign of the love he gave.
Something we never understand until the grave.
So why keep trying to make it alone?