Insomnia

Insomnia the plague
The demurring factor
Anti-slumber antagonist
The red eyed disaster
Never being one for compromise
In the grasp of a morgue fiend euphoria

Torture, Such dusk shrilling torture
As these eyes become hypnotized
Into mourning’s grasping trance
Upon dreamy flaws
In the daze of deceit
Of the night’s most despicable, twisted cause

Oh, tossing, turning for rest
Running legs of spastic mortem
A lively murder
Counting one Demonic sheep at a time

Sighing, Struggling, Tilting
Trying to sleep standing
Internally weeping
Afraid to fall, Afraid to fall

Daylight, grieving the death of the night
As the sun shines in fiery frustration
Turning into hell’s torturous plight
Burning these eyes
Showing no love, No compassion
To these tiny blue reflections

Insomnia, My enemy
I hate you
Soldier of bright skies
Your master the sun
Helps my daily demise

I am tired
But cannot die
Eternally shackled by time
Oh, If only I could cure these metaphoric bite marks
That plagues me to be a creature of the night

Insomnia, Because of you
Many feel the wrath of your own destitution
As they are phantoms hiding astray

If I cannot die, why can I not find them?
As they too meet a torture filled unsuspecting living demise

Restless in peace, Restless in peace, Restless in peace


Written By,
James Darwin Smith II
9/13/10