Failing lights amass
One hundred sleepless nights
And I might be holding on too tight
But there's a beast in my heart
And he won't let you leave alive...
~*~
i can't sleep
your narcotic songs
serenading
the darkness
like strong coffee,
like an addicting pill,
like my eternal fix
that keeps
me craving as
it doesn't
leave me hanging,
are keeping me
up again.
with a blanket
for a noose
and blacktop
curtains lacing
my hazy nightmares,
the bracelets
you tore off your
lungs constricting
tearing at the
glitch in my
stupid beating heart
as sanguine souls
fended them
all away.
the delusional
circus polluting my
mind like
strangers at a
party, and
i feel like i'm
eating cardboard
and liquid nitrogen
through the
hole in my chest,
and it makes
me sophisticated—
even though
the tines on my
fork are being
held by the monster
in my head.
i feel like
i'm cheating
as i begin to
see stars
on the ceiling,
in zero gravity
spinning madly
to make the
cracks and paint
peel disappear;
but heaven didn't
anticipate to
sacrifice halogen
lights just so
i can waste it
on you.
hallucinatory visions;
the stavanger sky
that glowed
with pitch black
and stole my
knives for me,
the colourless eyes
that left their
suicide note on
the underside of
the mattress,
the tattoos that
painted themselves
against but they
pierced the
wrong skin,
the hounding
of the astral voices
screaming my
lullabies for me
like choirs
of a wasteland,
my thoughts
constructed like
a kindergarten artwork
with messy hands
and a vestige
posed irrationality,
everything...
it's fucking me up.
nightmares;
you and your
caramel gaze
with honeyed flesh
and barbed wires
of your tangled hair
and that unique
playful anarchy
of a foreign ethnicity
laughing wild
all this hopelessness
infesting...
you're fucking me up.
leave my
unconsciousness,
won't you?
i can't sleep.
~*~
This is the price you'll pay
Thoughts in your head
That will never die...
YOU ARE READING
Oneirology
Poetry♦♦♦ Oneirology: the study of dreams. Dreary reality intertwined with nuances of dreamy phantasm; for when my quill is spitting iridescent rainbow mirages instead of murky ink puddles. ♦♦♦
