~To tired to awake...~

I weep no more... I know now my human heart's destination... Hell... for sure with no saving grace that was mine when my soul was whole. I have been dreaming, I have been dreaming of them.... they dance within my mind with a grace born of angelic devils. I have yet to open my eye's.... sleep is to over powering.

Numbly I know that they are there, watching over me... like angels or demons I am no longer sure which.

The vision of them warms me... but then the comforting warmth would, for but a moment, increase to a painfull heat... oh God... I feel so alone...

~And my dreams dance...~