Sleep Diction

It Means Nothing

Why do these dreams haunt me.
Am I sentenced to regret.
Possibly.
I've commenced enough evil for a proper beheading.
Mercy! Mercy!
The wailing is heard for miles.
But the cries of a guilty man are ignored.
A burden carried more than once a lifetime, must be shared amongst others.
For withholding information, is as empty as prison itself.
So many bricks.
Their walls are never fully comforting.
To receive compassion, it must be given.
A marriages' compromise.
Yet still a riddle to the common man.
Common.
It's common to claim greatness.
I'm great! I'm great!
The wailing is heard for years.
The cries of a prideful man are praised.
For he only speaks of himself, and captures the hearts of millions.
Oh how great are the ears of men.
They listen with deceitful intent.
Never earnestly caring for another.
A majority of the populous.
While turmoil plays with loaded die.
The white walkers sleep. Die.
Sleep.
An aid that can never be replaced by another.
With rest comes peace.
Peace! Peace!
The wailing is heard for minutes.
The psalms of a wise man are silenced.
Reality, is nothing like a dream.
My minutes are up.