The wind raids my lungs
As my frame tussles
In the chokehold of sleep

Sprung awake
Into the clutches of night
I ponder 
What could have been

For slumber
Has bid a hasty farewell
And I have not 
The stomach to return

Ghastly dreams
Plague the endless dark
In the foyer of reveries
Where delusion 
Ushers me forth 

So I coast away
In my vessel of insomnia
Unwilling 
Incapable of falling