Dead Or Still Sleeping

Compact misery boils
Floating in the stagnant waters of isolation
The days haze fears focus
Coats the lungs
Do I cough it out
Or will vaster emptiness follow?
Curl up comfortably
In the familiarity
Shadowy hands sooth
Gently rock the broken glass cradle
Just sleep it all away
Dream sweet dreams
But sweet turns nightmarish
Echoes haunting nothingness
Reverberate through my skull
Awake with a ghastly wail
Sweat soaked sheets
Cold clammy hands pinch
To see if its all real
The bell tolls the hour
Arise and march
Shuffle through the hallowed halls
I walk amongst, undead, unknown