Do not succumb to the sweet drug of slumber:

It is a lie.

A tangle of dark, soft spoken thoughts and memories to entice you

To lay motionless, encompassed by dreams.

The peace brings upon numbness to your still frame.

Yet, once you awake,

Faced are you once again with the horrors of the world.

Do not take the outstretched hand offered by sleep.

It is a lie.