Rhyming Exercise

There once was a time
When silence meant nothing to me
But now its torturous incline
Is not available to see

My hands are bleeding
Because apparently I fell
But this numbess is more welcome
Than the pain from Hell

Angels surround me
Shooting down my dreams
Demons are shrouded
In cloaks so serene

I'm surrending to sleep
So happy a haven
Even though the terrors heap
With sadness so laden