The darkness comes too quick for me
suffocating my soul sequestering
my mind to its cobwebbed corners
choking me with its debilitating numbness
A blanket smothering the flames.
Neuroses bubbles up to the surface
bursting into action
playing games with silhouettes
and shadows. Mocking me
prodding me, pushing me
to believe the voices noises
in my head. The night is
unforgiving. A collapse of
niceties and formalities. Nightmares
segue into the dawn and the chains are
broken for a few hours.
By Lucya Kotelewec
@24Jan12
©2013, Lucya Kotelewec Lebid, all rights reserved
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