Trapped In dream

Based off the theory that if you die in your sleep, you actually die...

Sleep. Such sweet bliss! A way to escape from the insanity of this world.
But why can't I see? These are not the sweet, serene
dreams I have become accustomed to.
I hear something. It resembles a scream. A strangled sob hangs in the air,
pleading for someone to hear.
The bleak darkness lifts and all I can see is dead, mangled bodies,
drowning in an ocean of its own blood.
I lean in to catch a closer look, entranced by the tantalizing sight,
trying to understand the reason of genocide and suicide in this disturbing world.
I fall. Falling faster, sinking into this red abyss, screaming for someone. No one hears.
I drift below the surface, slowly losing conscious.
My sanity is no where to be found.
Sinking, sinking. My thoughts for saving myself suddenly dim,
just like the light in my soul.
I try to take a breath, my longs fill with the toxic elixir.
I try to not give in... not to die.
But I know I will never be saved. There is no point in
trying to exist anymore.
Allowing myself to drown and become what surrounds me,
I slowly sink deeper and deeper, the last light going out.

I am finally free of the night mare...
Too bad i have to begin another...