Sleep

Dusk arrives, bids farewell to the sun.
Night falls, cleansing itself of yesterday's sins.
In a place far beyond our reach,
Stars whisper into the night, 
Caressing gently a moonlit sky.
Alone I stand
In a vastness that engulfs my every being. 
Alone I tread
Along unfamiliar roads.  Crimson dreams,
A kiss of death, midnight eyes lay rest
In screaming silence - until morn. 
The beckoning of tomorrow creeps in
And slowly a portrait of a new life is borne.