Sleeping Kills

I fight but I fail, I’m tortured from within. I bite at my nails, and slash through my skin. I have to bleed, and watch as it drains. The evil seed, Growing through my veins. It won’t cease, Till it chokes my heart. I’m a masterpiece, Of the devils art. I am a slave, chained to my plight. I lay in my grave, and die every night. I keep bending, waiting to break. I keep pretending, It’s gone when I awake.