The night goes on…

I need to take a break
from the ache
that is building in my head
I need to go to bed

I keep tossing and turning
Burning and churning
from the arguments floating
in a vicious circle, gloating
voices boiling my insecurities
into a smoke of obscenities

The moonlight seeps through the curtains
spewing shadows of persons
on the plain and blank walls
resurrecting the calls
I received from the trip down memory lane
A lifelong bane

A motion show is aired
one that is impaired
by the negative thoughts
that are all in knots
tightened and sealed
into an unbreakable shield

I fear they are going to take over
turning me into a pushover
I fear they are going to take over
without a carryover
of my true self

I fear the pretty picture that I painted
will fall into a debris of taint
where trust is non-existent
where honesty is a fool's armor
where being curious is ridiculed
where nice people are to be waried

I open my eyes to the dark of the night
the moonlight bring in mosquitoes that bite
the pillows damp
my mind is revamped

I surrender to the voices
telling me to accept the choices
that I have made
tears cascade

Here is a poem that I wrote in response to a visual verse image: The Burden of Fakeness - Visual Verse

Happy Monday!


Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

My Random Ramblings

stories, poems and more

Just learning to be humans

Sailing this human life, thinking out loud'

Reconnect minds through words...

The secret of change is to focus all your energy not on fighting the old, but on building the new.


Love, Live & Eat Your Way...

Wise & Shine

A community for writers & readers

%d bloggers like this: