Wake me
Not today, or tomorrow
Now or later
For you are the one that seems to need sleep
Wake me not for your platitudes
Of insomnia and melancholy
I rather be at rest
Like an object at rest
Remaining so
Aah , Newton's law of inertia
As the world can go and fuck itself over
I cannot be expected to play along
Here in my sleep
I am with me
My peace, your absence
Sans your existence
Away from your questions and beliefs
I exist, only if you let me be
Else,
I will awaken
Tred across the mountains
Walk over the valleys
Beyond the last civilization
And curl back to sleep
For me, I am
Not for anyone else .

The mind feels like it caved in
For I can sense things awry
Somewhere your skin grazed against not mine
And it just feels like a choke
In being alloyed with your existance
I will feel these each instance
And it will only displace my coherence
Bring me into an unsettling
You may not feel the same
If I had caressed another
Let alone kissed her gentle lips
And all that is just a permeance
As I live along
In the state of a cynic
Expecting nothing , and resonating so
For we are each separate
Yet bound, in a fabric of time and space
In a quantum entanglement of sorts.