Nap Poem

[Just Silver]

(I just wrote down some stuff i thought of during a nap and rushed to write them down wondering for meaning)

I the moment of truth
I expose the youth
death is felt by so much more
fame is never sore

as i lay in a shadow
gripped hands melt growls
sound is beckoned through my mind
oh what a true crime

land of sinners why is it
spy me i think quits
regard me as a killer
a mind has set filters