Tick-Tock Tonight
This night is neverending
while i lye here in such angst.
my body stiff and motionless
while my mind floats far away.
all silent while they're sleeping
only the tick-tock of the clock
and this misery dissolves me
As i'm trapped inside my thoughts.
the bees begin to descend
as they congregate to sworm
beneath my skin they hover
And build their hives inside my joints
I am struck down by my sickness
my disorder, this disease
and i am weaker now than ever
with no light here to be seen.
To once be such a fighter, independant willed and tough.
Now merely just a prisoner inside a body you once loved.
No sleep for me, not on this night
maybe tomorrow we shall see.
I look to the moon to cleanse me
from this morter mixed by hate.
Slip into acceptance that this is to be my destined fate
For there is no cure and in this we obscure
all realities we face.
Copyright © Talea Newman | Year Posted 2012
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