Whispers in the Darkness, call me in my sleep. I don't know where I am, or where I could be going. Think I am standing still, but I really falling. Into freefall doth I plummet, too scared to even scream. Cover my arms to hold myself, when I can grasp at nothing. Nothing to hold onto, nothing I can keep. Even hopes are waning, when lose my mind in sleep. Hopeless in disaster, restless with unease. I have lost myself in wanting, all the things I could no keep. And with nothing to hold onto, I have only myself to keep. But have I lost all sense of being, when I feel nothing even in Dreams. So have I truly lost all sense of things? Or am just waiting in Limbo, for connections to collide, so the puzzle can be complete? This one giant puzzle in my mind, in my sleep, hovering all about me in my Dreams. The solution may be lost, but I can't help but keep searching. Maybe I'l find myself indeed, if I just keep trying. So try as I may, try as I might, I still find nothing. And with that I am fine. In the Darkness that is calming, the endless void is always waiting, for me to find myself indeed, when I go home to my dreams, and let go of what I am wanting, and let myself just sleep.
