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Sunday, December 23, 2012

Narcolepsy


I woke up in shallow chitters
It’s 3 am and there’s nothing but darkness
And the thin membrane of vulnerability
I tried to lulled myself to sleep, my mind failed me.

I plugged earpiece to my auricles
Hoping to overpower my throbbing heart
Rather, it filled me with abstract emotions
Ghosts of the past had come back.

I’m drenched with raw pathetic emotions
My blanket, soaked with melancholy
From childhood to now, I’m afraid of nightmares
But tonight, I’d rather be swallowed by one.

A cold wind drained my blood in a rush
My head felt the jitter from a catapult
My heart somersaulted in my chest
I leaped from the bed and from the reality.

It wasn’t just a dream,
You’re not on my side, and you’ve never been.

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