Am I Going Insane

What is that slight irritation in the back of

My thoughts?

It feels like clawing.

Something clawing in my mind.

Behind my eyes.

Behind every thought that seems innocent.

Evil madness that drives me mad.

Mad of thought, mad of ideas, mad of just feeling

Loneliness.

To lay awake staring at the walls.

Empty shadow dances.

The clock reads 12:00 am

Looking back it say 4:20 am

It's a nightmare that I don't have to close my

Eyes and see.

Oct 02/12

Suggestive

whispers among the shade can be suggestive.

Can you see the twisting of the light?

Can you feel it's pain, it's longing

To free itself.

Mere prototype of existence.

But still whispers among
shade can be suggestive.

Sept 4/14

Wake Up We're Here

Sometimes I wake up missing you,
The train races through the backyard.
So loud I can't hear you.
So frustrating.
My life for this moment , stolen
By the roaring of this daily moan!
So madding, so,
Sometimes I wake up missing you.

Sept 03/14