ice so cold, it burns.

i like sleep. sleep is the sort time when im finally at peace. for those few moments, the hate and rage fades away. i can finally be free. i breath heavy and slow. my heart is at rest, and i forget all the things that are wrong. i can feel it rush back the moment i open my eyes. my heart skipps a beat and goes into a flury of beats.i can almost feel the hate being pumped into my veins. who am i? i dont really sleep any more.