Sleep

Can you show me not to care?
I've been told that life's not fair.
I'm a child with castles of sand
With rose tinted glasses
And timid hands
I cut my chest open wide
Tired heart and a bloodstained knife
Stabbing over and over again
Oblivious to ways that could lessen the pain
There's a clear blue summer sky
But I keep looking for ways to deny
Of every path to reach the fields
With violin strings and light green leaves
Wolves keep standing in my way
Hungry for the heart I cut out in a haze
Praying for preying upon me now
Planning out ways to pull me down
And lull me into deep sleep
Just to wake me up in need
And set my little desires ablaze
Then blow my sandcastles away
Only to make me run all scared
Of the monster to whom my soul was bared
I catch glimpses of it at times
Ghastly truth woven into lies
How easy is it for you to fake
In the lands of faith there's a quake
The child dies a slow death
While darkness creeps in stealth
Into the rivers of red
No love, just despair instead
All I want to do is sleep
Show me how not to bleed
How not to weep
How not to need
And not to care
And not to share
Or not to believe
Or not to grieve
Just show me how to sleep
All my scars are far too deep
To numb all the pain
Lying wide awake
Let me breathe with all my might
Let me cry and sleep all night.