Night Terrors

Too restless to sleep

Too anxious to succumb

and surrender to the force

of glorious slumber

A discordant lullaby

of banging bass drums
collude to torment
my exhausted consciousness

Swirling life scenarios

will be constantly replayed

on a buzzing loop

A second guess doubt

"could of", "should of" symphony

Mixed in with a myriad

of future fork in the road scenarios

All leading

to the same insomnia obscenity

Sweat stains paint my soaked bed sheets

A mocking masterpiece of unfinished dreams

All because I can't turn off my frickin brain