Oh Sleep....

Oh sleep,
Oh sleep,
I have none.
And it is all to blame;
The sun!
She never sets,
Never lets me rest.
She illuminates the disposition,
Inside my chest.
Oh test,
Oh test,
I will the sun;
Challenge her to set, a dare, a bet.
Complacent?
No not of yet.
I swear by blood;
I swear by sweat.
I will force her;
I will watch her;
The sun, she will set!
Oh sleep,
Oh sleep,
I have none...yet.
But twilight's bomb has been set.
Tick, tick, click, click.
My heartbeat taunts my awaited sleep.
And tick, tick;
Boom!
The night has come.
Oh sleep,
Oh sleep,
Still, she is young.

Why?

Why?
Do I feel like I'm falling; like my body is cascading into darkness?
Why?
Do I feel like I'm the only one falling?
Why?
Do I feel so alone & misunderstood?
Why?
Do do I feel like an ignored extrovert, thriving on simply existing?
Why?
Do I feel like no one is listening?
But...
I have to admit...
The darkness is tempting....

Quarantine

Conceptual ideas derived from intricate abstract paintings.
Surreal images depict the desires of the jaded human heart.
But only the painter remains un-jaded.
Un-contaminated.

Kingly Requisite

Editorial words scamper across this page as I try to explain myself.
She flowed with golden hair,
And eyes like sapphires gleamed in the summer air.
She led me through the night and preached that everything Would be alright.

And as I followed her hand in hand,
She led me into a castle, a palace.
She said ,"It's all for you."
I said," It's a palace of diamonds. A palace of jewels. A palace of rubies. A palace for fools.
It's a kingdom with everything, but yet it lacks everything.
It possesses only material things.
It is missing one key thing.
And without love a kingdom cannot be."

Then I asked her," Do you love me?"
And she replied, "No."
So now I have no kingdom,
But yet a palace of diamonds,
A palace of jewels,
A palace of rubies,
A palace for fools.

The Flower

Photo Credit: Heather Libeheart