Insomniac

A vampiress,

I lay awake,

the dizzying cottage cheese ceiling,

is my new friend,

Its hieroglyphics etched, carved, 

into my mind,

time drags its feet,

and as my lids gently slide to close,

the night commands them,

to open again,

the insulated covers grow into harsh licking flames,

sweat oozes out of every pore,

‘til I am forced to tear it away,

allow the air to rock me in its soothing arms,

heal my burning flesh.

Yawns occasionally escape my mouth,

try to coax my body to melt,

eyes will not obey,

bloody, droopy eyes will not rest,

until the unnecessary graveyard shift is complete.

monsters,

monsters with gnarled teeth and nails,

scrape at my insides,

threatening to haunt my dreams if I dare to fall asleep,

won’t allow me to sit still,

transforming me into a writhing, twitching, squirming mass,

of physical and mental anguish.

warm, puffy pillows reach out, 

to cradle my head in their dry bellies,

but eyes must always look up, 

must figure out the mystery of the ceiling.

senses are magnified,

the slightest tap sends,

a brand new wave, new meaning,

to awakeness.

The hairs resting on my face tickle my skin,

to make sure I don’t doze off and slip away,

into the fantasies of my non-torturous world,

my saviour.

the hairs must bind me to my wretched existence.

How I wish at this moment,

to be hairless, numb,

so that I may glide,

into the most highly desired areas,

of my imagination.

wishing to swim in vast, warm, 

loving oceans,

to be rescued by blushing princes,

in kingdoms far beyond the reach of the universe,

to kick off the cruel ground,

and soar away from the things I hate the most.

finally,

a shard of light, and the wicked struggle is over,

now the sun becomes my new enemy, tantalizing me,

my eyes take on another beating,

this time from it’s sneering rays,

but this time, 

I can escape,

I quickly draw the dusty blinds closed.

with beaten body and weak mind,

I finally sink into my airy sheets,

about to venture behind my eyes,

into my weary cranium,

only to be startled,

by the cries and shrieks of my alarm,

signaling the repetition,

of this vicious cycle..

Reviews

[Aleyah]

Wow.
This is SO intense. I use that word a lot, but I honestly truly mean it. I was sucked in, and the descriptions are truly amazing. The power of your words & the vocabulary is fantastic. And the imagery is breathtaking. You are an awesome writer!! :)

[..]

deep write yet powerful. Nicely written

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

Perfectly intense with a solid motive, to hear and relive the pleasures of the voided evil in myth, very well placed, great read.