Beautiful Nightmare
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
Copyright © Stephen Obeng | Year Posted 2011
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