Sleep, Sleep My Precious Mind

Let no eye blind itself from my art No ear bid deaf to the cry of my humble heart I once stood at the top where many set foot today only to topple upon my eyes Empty, a volume far in depth to ever achieve maximum level Why have I fallen? My heart weeps in agony Pity feel not for its strength glows with rage I scream to top my lungs, and still I am not heard My eyes shut and my light fades me guilty Perfect far from it, I fail even more My pages grow weak, my lines begin to populate with negativity Am I to walk in no direction? I lose to my own game Where the rules have been corrupted and know I am the enemy If only I could have done otherwise, if only that My mind sings to my fallen spirit Where I held hands once stood my guardian angel If only my heart could hear, if only that