Sleepwalker

Sleepwalker

A Poem by Perdition

Offer than your hunger

grift asleep and wake acidic monsters that shake 

mad angels watching over 


Offer my bones or one lash look, the walks or

talks and haunts that moan my christened day, isn't it a 

part, some fashionable want that presses your stay, my needs

scratches and screams what strips away and 

bleeds unanswered


Your eyes, they once obliged me

your whys and wants, I married them all without you

living unmerciful pools unstruck

a bleak and weakened cancered color I never intended

but drank it all, and

we shot the throne to cry us home

a storm to walk untouched 


Offer up good grace in days that play

us tools, and gladly

I should rather drown 

than lie here awake 

than lie here a fool

giving up this pitiful sleep

a sleepwalker bound to find you

© 2025 Perdition


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Offer than your hunger

grift asleep and wake acidic monsters that shake

mad angels watching over


that line got me hooked

Posted 3 Weeks Ago


Perdition

3 Weeks Ago

Uh..yeah. Those are actually line(s)??
I'm just kidding as I so often do and will until the m.. read more

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Added on December 17, 2025
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