Fragile Sleep

In a fragile sleep, I lie the threads of dreams come And untie my soul for this mortal flesh of bone and mind. I drift in deep indigo seas, fading to aquamarine form deeper seas of I have been shown a land where dreams fly & nightmares roam a doorway to realms unseen but only dreamed in past the horizons of the sky the worlds within and domains without the lands where the dreams are felt here I lie in fragile sleep the vile between thins and pale between worlds beyond beauty to regions of Nightmares and infinite hells here is where I dwell in leagues beyond sleep pass the walls of the reality of this and the next and one within were we peer past the known to place, unfelt a different turn of fate a different word whispered in hate, n Love-crafts a different world unlike but close to this and the next where we can see what would have been here we dwell in the leagues of fragile sleep were wishes are made and live fast till dawn in visions of what will be blazon upon optics that dwell in pure and perfect sleep were a war of a future past is a ghost that lasts in a fragile sleep of broken visions and searing memories a land of dreams where nightmares run free in realities unknown and never seen if only in the depths of the most fragile sleep