Oke Christopher

Rookie (ibadan, Nigeria)

Insomnia - Poem by Oke Christopher

The dread that comes with the night,
Proud, persistent, wanting in pity for my plight.
He draws my tears,
Wracks my frame with my horrors and fears
He casts my eyes to time past
From the beginning to the sin I made last
On those nights the birds are awake before I sleep
But not before my guilt cuts sharp and deep
The cuts smart as the surface flesh slowly part
And beneath the blood makes its own charts
Peace is far...
But she will be here to tend the scars...
I know that as the skin splits like the Red sea
From it will arise another monstrosity
My greatest fear is my only reliance,
Where is faith in the distance?
Tomorrow I will awaken by noon
Then I can say peace will be here soon.
For now I toss and turn beneath my quilt
Considering maybe I will find innocence in acknowledging guilt.

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Poem Submitted: Friday, September 20, 2013

Poem Edited: Saturday, September 21, 2013

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