Sleeping to Death

Raspy breathe seep into the dense thickness of the night,
can you hear me struggling to find flight into nothingness?
My eyes,
They soon become of a treachery.
My eyes,
They will always be my enemies.
Two lids,
they can never keep closed.
How long my breath can seem to hold,
I guess I will never become apart of the know
unless I want to shake hands with death being of withhold.
I cannot dream,
my body is ripping apart at the seams.
My heart has stopped beating.
My brain is shut down.
Can you believe to hear,
quiet this profound
It’s haunting me;
It’s killing me sweetly.
A stalling mouth secretly talking me into suicide so discreetly.
Yet having you an ever preserving,
a melody of screams so secretly.