White noise
Distorting my senses
Images like flashbacks fill my mind
Thoughts, past, present and future
Blur the lines between fantasy and reality
Sanity or insanity
Who is to say which is which
Its difficult to tell anymore
Dreams materialize in painful rushes of sound and color
Awake…No rest, can’t sleep
Unfolding into vivid nightmares
They seem so real
Glimpses of my innermost fears
Each breath becomes more labored
Struggling to claw back to consciousness
I can feel the blood pulsing through my veins
Rapid, it battles to sustain me
The pounding in my head clouds my vision
Strong burnt coffee the medicine
Nerves steady…Fog recedes
Jarred back to life by the caffine
Another day of subsistence
Endeavoring to crawl out of the darkness
Alone and lonely.
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