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5/17/08 Scribbled lines, hard to see with your eyes.
My body is begging for sleep,
While my mind is begging for peace
To stop this trial of raging wars,
That has been keeping me awake,
Unsettled dreams
And uneasy thoughts about me,
I wonder if I’ll ever see a pleasant dream,
So many nightmares to put up walls,
So many boundaries that make me fall,
Happiness is only a step away,
One drop on a window pane to pull me out of focus,
My brain falling asleep from my unconsciousness,
I drift away,
Your face sends out a distress call,
Sending waves of fear thought out the span of my physical being,
My mind shuts down,
Unable to face the words thrown at me,
My eyes like a computer screen reading every word that forms upon your lips,
And saving them for later whenever I need them,
Your words form lies with in my fragile mind,
So susceptible to your way of communication,
My legs aching to run as fast as I can to escape the possible fate your poor leadership with bring me,
I decline a chance at confrontation,
Unable to speak,
I guess that’s what your cunning mind does to me,
What a gift you choose to receive,
Your words producing tension and a rush of blood,
No emotion can suffice to describe what you’ve made me become,
Your face I see every night in my dreams,
Your wild eyes haunting me,
Your world tearing you apart, a witness to your own mistakes,
Your troubles you force upon others,
No sympathy or empathy for your own kind,
You’re everything I never want to be,
Challenging me to a force unknown,
I start to close in,
Spectators have already gone home,
You let out a pricing cry
Shattering the sound you never wanted to hear,
You try to read minds as if it’s as simple as reading a book,
The written word so easy to comprehend,
I wonder who you see when you look in the mirror. you or the beast?
I sit here waiting for you to decide,
What side are you on?
No line between the fruit produced from the tree,
No line between the rage growing inside of me,
My thoughts awaking in my dreams,
No definition to describe what’s going on inside me,
Nothing to stand in my way,
And no self control for me to hide behind or keep the monster at bay,
Resurface thoughts come in dreams right?
Well then I guess sleep won’t come tonight,
Knowing that you’ll show up,
Disrupting my dream,
And disrupting my mind from all internal peace.
 honk4Peace · Mon May 26, 2008 @ 05:54pm · 3 Comments |
