Anarchy Rising, v. 1.2

Reworked as a PROPER sonnet without the screwy rhyme scheme.


As I slip into the deep realm of sleep,
My thoughts fall prey to such haunting dreams.
And my mind I struggle so hard to keep,
While monsters do haunt its dark, loosened seams.
Thoughts all a-jumble, my mind just careens,
Filled with wild Chaos that wrenches my heart.
In such a dark land, no God intervenes,
He just watches it all fall apart.

Yet knowledge far worse, I must yet impart:
It's more than a dream, it's here and it's now,
We sit and we watch this blind Chaos start,
None here will stop it, its path we'll allow.
This world still is ours, I beg that you see,
As darkly it rises in Anarchy.

Anarchy Rising, v. 1.2

Reworked as a PROPER sonnet without the screwy rhyme scheme.


As I slip into the deep realm of sleep,
My thoughts fall prey to such haunting dreams.
And my mind I struggle so hard to keep,
While monsters do haunt its dark, loosened seams.
Thoughts all a-jumble, my mind just careens,
Filled with wild Chaos that wrenches my heart.
In such a dark land, no God intervenes,
He just watches it all fall apart.

Yet knowledge far worse, I must yet impart:
It's more than a dream, it's here and it's now,
We sit and we watch this blind Chaos start,
None here will stop it, its path we'll allow.
This world still is ours, I beg that you see,
As darkly it rises in Anarchy.