Again, I wake, my vision impaired I can barely speak, damnable stupor My limbs paralyzed, I hallucinate Forms and shapes I both adore and hate Slumbering incessantly My mind whirls through the maze Of nightmares given birth By narcoleptic illness Corridors unveiling Their paths are dimmed and I, am blind! The blazing gate is crumbling. Eidolons entwined Envelop my every sense My lucidity ebbs. Must wake up, Must run away, Must get up, Must escape. Separating reality from delusion No longer possible. This pain I'm feeling is absolute Vigor scattered, Composure tattered, Reasoning shattered, Senses battered.