Dozing off

as long as there is a beast
it's war no peace
what if we are alone
the thought of that is friending
like thunder and lightning
we are manic and a bit
schizophrenic
and by far, damply
the whole world is bipolar
no one will confess
my hand goes up
yes I am depressed
oppressed
and often times
I feel under duress
we need rest
 unfortunately sleep
is out of the question
that how we lost ourselves
the last time, since then
all we been doing is crying
they've been greasing us up
and coming in for longest time
            woke now?