Slumber Sleepless

Slumber Sleepless

A Poem by Draven

I feel the burn when I think of it,
Like licking poison off your fingertips.
Catastrophe awaits me if I open up
The gates to my brain's guarded interior,
A sensation of sudden death kills me fast.
I'll think myself to permanent sleep -
Each possible outcome, every end and “if”.
Will I survive the night and live till dawn?
Am I doomed to suffer forever?

Questions come with each new moment.
How are you really feeling?
Are you truly where you say you are?
Who is with you now, what is happening?
Demons swarm from every angle
To destroy whatever is left,
And the keys to our healing
Lay buried beneath the earth.

© 2016 Draven


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Added on June 29, 2016
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Draven
Draven

Mount Sterling, KY



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Hi, I'm Draven. I'm a father, philosopher, artist, writer, poet, and musician. I have a passion for the world and a deep love of all people in it. These are pieces of poetry or bits of writing t.. more..

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