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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required 3:33 am and my eyes feel the same open as they do closed (I wonder if this is how she felt?) Front teeth smother Bottom lip, (Except when I cough) Stress stains my cognition. Red drips and green strokes. Acid spots burning through Solar galaxies The darkness is embracing. Demons dance to my rapid heart beat. Tantalising choreography Sinister laughs, Harmonious. Beautiful smiles Glow. Please go. Temptation teases. What a shiny dress. Dirty hands I feel ...but I don't see... Coarse, Chilly, Clammy. I caress Ever So Gently... What's the use in blinking when you see the same thing? Blurry nothingness. Abstractions paint the scene. Artistic evil mind. Awake yet always dreams. Whispers in my ear... I feel pain from visions of the future They echo what will never be The should have been realities ...I plug my ears and still listen... Sorrow oppresses Eyes lids -Can't tell if they're open or not Squint to see in the dark Nearsighted to fiction Farsighted to the truth Direction? No -correction *Perplexing Floating in this time space continuum There's a need for Ethereal aromas. Self induced comas. ...Atleast, for a moment... Because ignited embers sear into my brain, "What ifs", As the past and the present Battle in front of me Not realizing, The future, Flying away, Further... Further... Flashes of fluorescent light Blinding me Eyes wide open (Atleast I think) The room now full of Thorns, Horns, With mirrors, Front To Back -I wonder if this is what she saw before she died... ...Concious fades to black... -Stephen Kofi Opare Obeng
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