I sleep to never wake again. 
The apple of pain was my friend. 
It's not the poisonous sleep that I fear but the reawakening  that is almost here. 
The cold dark bliss that is slumber kills my aching hunger. 
To open my eyes to the face of pain, the monsters head, the Demons reign  is what I hope to never do again. 
But i know this valley of skulls is a day I must face, the serpents tongue something  I must taste. 
So with blissful hate I open my eyes and start to cry, my day has started as my soul continues to die