No Longer Afraid.
There are times my day begins at midnight
midnight being so bright in the darkness
waking up nightmares clear like in broad daylight
making my mood the darkest the following day.
I brood and brood misunderstood
and yet it is this emptiness filled with anxiety
caused by those dreams I stream
straight out of the place of one with the empty soul whose firmament is filled to the brim with former humans.
humans whose lives were cut short to live forever in an abyss
some calling him Lucifer, others Satan
the echo of their intrepid voices loud in the vacuum of their misery.
It is sad to think happiness can cause so much sadness
when I try to relive the stories of the dead during the day
putting on a fake smile every mile I travel
between reality and bestiality
replaying the scenes of midnight during daylight
Parapsychologists put it down up to the paranormal
saying it is not something to worry about
'They are just dreams' they say making me want to scream,
because I have tried to stay awake in my sleep
to avoid my day beginning midnight
but, the demons demand I sleep even during the day
so much so that in the darkness of my sleep during a bright day
midday becomes midnight
and I still wake up screaming from my streaming
of those dead alive entities haunting me.
So I have resorted to exorcism with poetry
writing the dark stuff during the night of day and letting the entities know I know they don't exist except in my sleep.
The poltergeists have been staying away day and night.
their existence in purgatory locked away in my poetry.
And I am no longer afraid.
C.21082023
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