The Clarion Light

Bleary this world does seem through eyes yet to awake.
 Though I focus on something still, I reel from a dream that leads to other dreams
 so nothing is certain within this cage.
 Shadows did converge in my cryptic slumber,
 coalescing into withering scenes of fate.
 Yearning to awake from the visions portrayed
 by the poisonous minds of regression's ascent.
 Then did the Clarion speak and all was revealed.
 My world itself did shake at the power of its shriek.
 The apples laid before my feet, so splendidly arrayed,
 with a harrowing taste for a dead mind.
 I've lost innocence, clove dreams, raged and despaired
 for a mad world deafened by apathy.
 These wisdoms never sleep and they're tearing through me.
 Only pain lies beyond ignorance.
 There is no night where lies cannot exist.
 No rest beneath the Clarion's light.
 No strength to know the darkness.
 Shadows did converge in my cryptic slumber,
 coalescing into withering scenes of fate.
 Yearning to sleep again, though the vision is betrayed
 by the white searing call of the haunting Clarion.
 Then came the siren's entreat and I was transfixed
 by a poisoned lullaby of the sweetest deceit.
 The last vestiges of light now shrank beyond sight.
 Sleep's dark mantle descended and pulled me beneath again, again.
 I've lost innocence, clove dreams, raged and despaired
 for a mad world deafened by apathy.
 These wisdoms never sleep and they're tearing through me.
 Only pain lies beyond ignorance.
 Where is the light to burn away these mists?
 It lies beyond veils of lies behind the fear in our minds.