In sleep I find relief An escape from the corridors of reality’s harshness Where voices command my confidence with compelling demands And racing thoughts are never ending Inflicting silent pain As I question my existence In sleep I create a world that’s mine alone Where seeds of hope are sown At last, I taste happinessContinue reading “In sleep”
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Ayaa’s heart would flutter with unsettled emotions
In a house filled with silence and pain, there existed a small room in the house that was protected by a door that knew many emotions. In this small room lived a father who spoke in the language of the doors. When trouble tiptoed, the father would flee into this room, slamming the door withContinue reading “Ayaa’s heart would flutter with unsettled emotions”
I’m afraid
I’m afraid of snakes A cold and dry slither on my neck As the sound of hisses twirls around my ear Makes darkness, trees and picnics dreadful I’m afraid of beds Beds equal sleeping And sleep leads me to an endless cycle of bondage A slave to images and memories of the dead To reliveContinue reading “I’m afraid”