An Ode to my Raven Nights
It’s just another night,
it’s just another sleep
I close my eyes for my dreams to begin
did I say dreams?
The one where there is my prince waiting?.
It’s just another night
it’s just another sleep
I close my eyes, and the fear of responsibility undertakes, did I say fear?
the one that merrily rouses me like a morning coffee?
or the one that gapes right through me when I observe in the mirror?
Rattled inside a labyrinth
with no escape route.
As you char from the inside
the smoke stifles you,
and silence paves its way in
goodbyes forgot and goodbyes confided.
An incessant haunting that reminisces you of who you are;
and of what have you become?
propelling a chill up to your crest,
the Nightmare gives you cold feet
and you wake up with hot drops of sweat gliding down your cheek.
An hour of this dusk so dark and horrific
with no help to seek
summoning the deepest and the darkest demons inside of you
waiting to unleash wrath.
I suffer from Nightmares,
my black and white doesn’t matter anymore
as my psychedelic soul and I have created a whole new world.
In which, I’ve learned to unlearn,
don’t ask me to fight my way to sleep
or say that I am delusional,
and that it’s all in my head;
because I am an Insomniac
and it is way more than the stereotypes you’ve heard about it
so let me be.