sleep

Dec 3, 2009

sleep.

these terrors
and it feels like someone is gripping my throat
and squeezing

like last night
not tremors
worse

sometimes
i wake up
tired

and sometimes
i see flames
and i'm holding the matchbox

sometimes
i imagine people i love
dying
by my hand

these thoughts
about destruction
appeal to me

these memories
seem unknown to me
like i was somewhere else

sometimes
i see the mirror
but not the person

and sometimes
i dont know who you are
or much less, myself

its always so
blurry
confusing

these insanities
amuse me
unlike anything worldly

this blood
is so vivid
and unreal

sometimes
i cant
wake up