Somniferous whisperings of scarlet fields. Sleep calling me and my dreams are wondrous. My reality abandoned (I traverse afar). Not a care if I never wake.
An unstoppable end. The world turns every day. An ending with no end. . So, for this time of morning. I can no longer cry. Even though the story goes on.
Speak to me. For I have seen. Your waning smile. Your scars concealed. So far from home, do you know you're not alone. Sleep tonight. Sweet summer light.