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Sleepless Nights
Deep within the void of time,
encapsulated between its silent seams,
a large bang shook my very being—
struck between the ringing bells
obscuring the world.
Dancing fae going round and round,
like mini equestrians on sheep going about
that blatantly wandered across the sparkling stream.
Beyond the meadow haunted the whispers
That clung to the dainty leaves hither,
a vision stirs:
Sorrow blurring the ink across the pages.
A herd of mammoths thunder overhead,
stampeding over my thoughts of encapsulated fear.
Violently whispering for you to close your eyes
and have a goodnight
before the darkness takes over.
Searching for the golden halo
you faintly remember—
the hope you once held.
Where did that glimmer of hope go?
Near the state of a madman’s dream,
yet desperately clinging on to the ideas of both brain and insanity,
your inner Shakespearean stirring within
amidst the eye of the tornado.
“Hither he, hither ho,”
A slight breeze gliding over a man's bare scalp,
while ladybugs shy away
muttering nonsense that seemed to make sense.
Careless and free
slowly drifting downstream—
What was once diamond-clear,
now deadly and dark as tar.
“EAT,” says the wicked pixie,
shoving piping-hot reds
down your throat.
Suddenly the darkness spills
back into the world,
engulfing the flames
of the sun.
The dreariness returns as it once was,
familiar yet unwelcome.
Something twitters beside you—
your phone.
An unpleasant reminder
of the task waiting,
the task requiring
the memory you possessed,
now gone in a single heartbeat
A tragic loss for the world to know.
Brain numb from the inside out,
expectations forgotten elsewhere.
The want for more yet still
The soul yearns for peace
Now it is all a fever dream
Entangling yourself
in the vines of a jungle.
The Wendigo’s shadow finds you.
“I will try harder this time,”
echoing again and again
ringing beyond your dreary eyes
as they strain
to retain each passing word.
Yet you’re still drifting—
drifting farther from what was once possible
from what once
seemed like a possible reality.
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