You know you are never going to sleep again,
Warm and entwined in dreams.
The moat of time protecting
And isolating, bridges and walls both
Poking at the ashes
Of a fire that burnt out long ago
Hoping for sunshine
From cold, long shadows.
Standing at the beginning,
Looking at the end,
Asking yourself now, what if you feel it again.
Asking yourself then, what if you never feel it again