I drift into sleep
Thinking the things to do
Riddles of my inner workings to solve
Ties to unveil
Tention in my shoulders to relieve
Moments flash by me
Dysmorphic events come as they go
in my minds scenery
under surface
blurred
Like reflections via shattered mirror hall
untraceable
behind too many corners
crypted
in the tombs of the lost souls
who died with them
the answers I was seeking for
