The h2g2 Poem
Created | Updated May 28, 2003
My Sleeping Dreamworld
I feel the darkness press against my mind
The nothingness of imagination, no substance of any kind
Afloat in a world where sensation is lost
Where colours, dreams and freedom, together are tossed
Sanctuary found, life slows and becomes still
A new world is born, by the pressure of will
Light and dark are mixed in the grey
Pleasure and pain, is it night or day
Endless prisms of life, reflections of death
My sleeping dreamworld, sanity bereft
A soul in prayer, to a God in despair
Adrift in a fantasy, reality nowhere
My awareness of life becomes a thing of the past
Both love and hate in tumult are cast
A bountiful palace of riches unrewarded
Dark dungeons of pleasures, so decadently sordid
Mysteries and secrets, needs and desires
Churning together, lighting my innermost fires
Bound by the shadow of evil and faith
My sleeping dreamworld, keeping me safe
