Sunday, December 30, 2018

Night Terrors


Too restless to sleep

Too anxious to succumb
surrender to the night

A discordant lullaby
of banging bass drums
collude to torment
my strained consciousness

Swirling life scenarios replayed

A second guess doubt symphony

Mixed with future
forks in the roads scenarios

All lead to the same insomnia obscenity


Sweat stains paint my soaked bed sheets

A mocking masterpiece of unfulfilled dreams

All because I can't turn off my frickin brain


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