Thursday, March 5, 2009

Insomnia

I've been cursed with insomnia therefor I am an insomniac,
Sleepless nights, pacing the floor...I'll never get back.
A room with no doors
nothing but an old window watches me
it's dirty and metal bars bind it shut.
"There's no way out!"
I scream inside of me,
I can't see out but outsiders can see in.
They mock,They tease I
Desperately beg them please to restrain from their remarks,
but its no use They can't hear my pleas.
Tears and Sorrow aren't shown through my eyes, for they are to tired and filled woe from being opened.
.......96 hours...27 minutes,and 7..6..5..4.. seconds and counting
losing my mind with every minute that passes by,becomings more...and more
powerless.
My color sense is gone no more YELLOWS,REDS,or BLUES, the only color my eyes can process is
BLACK!
Mournful screamsECHOThroughout the room,
My muscles grow limp
My eyes are sore
I CAN'T THIS ANYMORE!
I HAVE TO END THIS CURSE
clinching my fist hoping for good aim I Bust The Window
the very same, window that has watched me suffer.
A shard o glass
in my grasp
leads me to insanity
Deeply cutting into the vein inside my arm...
THE CURSED BLOOD FLOWS OUT THERE IS PLENTY OF HARM!
a voice asks me,''WHAT HAVE YOU DONE!'' as I pace the floor
YES! the cures can't hurt me any more
I lie on the floor and as I do
My eyes drift away
The gift I've been praying for is mine to reach,
No more am I trapped inside that room and the curse is lifted
so spritualy I sleep in peace.

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