'Lo there it comes like clockwork. Just as the second chases the minute endlessly until the end, my nightmares are here again
Creeping from the depths of my depravity, stalking within the shadows of soul to deliver to my sleep, not a pleasant greeting, but a haunting figure clinging
Laughing at my hopes of inner peace ... prodding ... taunting my happiness away with such a malevolent demeanor whilst bearing gifts of my deeds so maliciously done
I am trapped within it's grasp
No where to run
As I relive my nightmares gaze, a sense of purpose arises .Excitement in such strange ways
Do I fear? Yes .... but I find my purpose in such torments, and as I bear it's misery my mind runs freely through my creativity
A sudden sense of being felt familiar as from a times passed when I thought I knew all there was to know about life and death
Screams are heard as my own vessel calls me back to my reality. My nightmares cringe and grib tighter around my heart.
.... I die
And am reborn to a new vessel, though I am that same tired lost soul who knows now.
I can hear them still .. waiting in my inner shadows
yes I'll die again. ..... But now I know ....
And I'm going to tell that to this world of the blind and deaf.
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