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Nocturnal journey
i cant sleep
i've been trying and it feels impossible
i feel weak
i've been sturring
timeline blurring
my brain, antagonising my body
and its not because the light is on
and its not because it is off
its not because of the buzzing
or the cats
or the dogs
or the cold
or the noise of the tv
or the heat
the duvets or the summer sheets
maybe it's my bed
or all in my head
or maybe it's this very room!
'cause i rarely find sleep
in this room blue and green
where nightmares are a great
frequency
its not like i haven't tried
i've been in the dark for hours
i stared into the dark
unable to clear my thoughts
and managed to pinpoint everything
every sound, of the house
and even kept track of my breathing
but i failed!
alas! i'm a failure at best
unable to get
some well deserved rest
i cannot shut down.
so i get up from my bed
to wash out the fustration
and think to try again.
but look what i see
a familiar face in front of me
surely the mirror is telling lies
larger are my eyes
pink and wide
my lips, bigger too
my skin, unfamiliar
eveything, bolder
if i wasn't fustrated
this would be halarious.
'cause the bigger they look
the deeper they feel
like they are sinking
into my sockets
deeper, and steeper
sleepy and sleepier
white noise softer
my mind, languid
fluttering, peacful
fuzzy, warmer.....
my thoughts finally... drifting
could it be that i'm......
yes it is very possible
finally i am
AWAKE
i've been trying and it feels impossible
i feel weak
i've been sturring
timeline blurring
my brain, antagonising my body
and its not because the light is on
and its not because it is off
its not because of the buzzing
or the cats
or the dogs
or the cold
or the noise of the tv
or the heat
the duvets or the summer sheets
maybe it's my bed
or all in my head
or maybe it's this very room!
'cause i rarely find sleep
in this room blue and green
where nightmares are a great
frequency
its not like i haven't tried
i've been in the dark for hours
i stared into the dark
unable to clear my thoughts
and managed to pinpoint everything
every sound, of the house
and even kept track of my breathing
but i failed!
alas! i'm a failure at best
unable to get
some well deserved rest
i cannot shut down.
so i get up from my bed
to wash out the fustration
and think to try again.
but look what i see
a familiar face in front of me
surely the mirror is telling lies
larger are my eyes
pink and wide
my lips, bigger too
my skin, unfamiliar
eveything, bolder
if i wasn't fustrated
this would be halarious.
'cause the bigger they look
the deeper they feel
like they are sinking
into my sockets
deeper, and steeper
sleepy and sleepier
white noise softer
my mind, languid
fluttering, peacful
fuzzy, warmer.....
my thoughts finally... drifting
could it be that i'm......
yes it is very possible
finally i am
AWAKE
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