Awake: Even in Sleep is an eye-opening volume of exotic and hip-nodic poetry that invokes the sub-conscious mind with a diverse fusion of lyrical content that rings the alarm on definite reality.
The Trap
Old souls rest under dead trees
Intoxicated off liquor
From package stores
Talking junk and wasting precious time
With the weight of the world on their minds
A trap for many wolves
That used to run in packs
Upon open plains
Now they congregate
To devour their own souls
And watch dreams fade
Through window panes
I hear your faded whispers
Among the clattering of empty bottles
Telling me to live 4 U
And this I will do
4 visions that were sunken
In sand pits and county landfills
Eternal lyrics I spit
Until the blood
Ceases to flow in my veins
Know that your lives
Were not in vain
Excerpt
The dream is real, yet it is our choice to manifest our desires
