Nocturnal Hell
Darkness falls like acid rain
upon my sleepless eyes.
A deeply burning visceral pain,
the torment that denies
my soul of rest that cannot be,
too much stirs deep within.
And what's plain to all I cannot see,
despite such papyraceous skin.
The body screams for sweet relief,
but the mind just has to purge
dark thoughts and verse beyond belief.
From cryptic neurons they emerge.
So slumber waits another day
that quickly fades to night.
There's no amount I wouldn't pay
to be awakened by morning's light.
Copyright © James Nichols | Year Posted 2012
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