Drifting off to sleep
Darkness evolves into light
Shining bright to reveal a dream
About anything the mind wonders off to
Daisies and pastures
Or the ocean and its creatures
Quite possibly death and torture
Or Hell with no rapture
Happy things can become a nightmare
When the mind is numb
To lighthearted things,
Positive and good things
A nightmare is like prison
Entrapment and hell
Not seeing a way out
No control over your fate
You just know that at some point
death will find you
And you can scream
but find you voice is silent
You can punch
but find your strength is gone
You can run
but never fast enough to escape your nightmare
It controls you
The nightmare controls your fate
It controls when you will awake
Shaking and trembling often follows
With tears from fear that death could’ve swallowed
Could’ve killed you
With no way out
It had no better victim than you
But it set you free
It awoke you from your dream
To have a better fight
In real life
Death didn’t want to take you out when you were asleep
That would be too easy
So it crossed over the dimension
Between what is real and what is in the mind
It could all just be an illusion
But the mind is so powerful it tells you otherwise
Death in human form
Standing at the end of your bed
Looking down at you with a knife in hand
You swallow hard
The rock the formed in your throat
Sharp as the razor blade you will be sliced with
You hear a gravelly voice saying to close your eyes
That you don’t want to see death end your life
Close your eyes
Think of a better place
The mind is powerful
And is your way of escape.
I am still awake
I see the bright moon
I make images out of the constellations
Too bright to sleep
Too dark to be awake
Brain feeling like a million strings
Rustling around to keep me from sleeping
White noise from the fan
Confusing me further
Look to the hallway
I see the TV flashing like a strobe light
Train horns blowing
And helicopters’ lights overhead
God whispers in my ear
Time for bed
I fall asleep
And the last thing I remember
It was 3am.
I am so exhausted.
My eyes are bloodshot and burning.
But this insomnia is holding
On to every part of my being.
I feel controlled
By irrelevant distractions in my head
So here I am counting sheep
Hoping and praying to fall asleep…
We never sleep.
Sleep is for the weak.
We will never rest until we take our final breath.
The way we function has become blurred and bleak.
But instead of running this course, we crept.
We lazied around and acted like fools.
Wasted time that slipped through our fingers.
Taking advantage of the resourceful tools.
Fall and allowing our plans to linger.
The plans of today we say can wait
We put off till tomorrow what could be a mistake.
If only we knew the value of time.
And the value of lives.
They can’t be brought back.
Our life’s off track
Focusing on the here and now
The carnal desires of the human heart
The head encrypted with vulgar, profane, thinking.
Instead of things eternal
What may be infernal- never considered.
Temporary pleasures are always the winner.
You stereotypical sinner!
Don’t be ignorant!
Naive to what’s important…
This is a wakeup call.
Meditate on things sempiternal.
Things that actually matter.
The ignorance that blankets this world, the result?-disaster.
We think “life is long enough” and ” when it’s done it’s done”
But this ludicrous thinking makes us believe in the slumber that never was.