InsomniaA Poem by EdFutinskiI lay my head on the pillow suddenly all the doors begin to rustle and the mad ants steal my blurry dreams, in the others disgust, that run away, wherever they can without looking back And the same you, remains in and with your head On this faceless pillow Like me, And everything is breaking down Castles made of cards Everything is a vice and My back hurts, my eyelids hurt Every particle of my body hurts As the stars and the sky Thinking obsessively about things I don’t know a thing I don’t know who’s leading who no more And everything begins to flow And ironically transforms into shivers Cutting my hair And I become bald, Crazy, crazy and solitary Lonelier than a street whose name was changed And nothing stops here ‘Cause i know, tomorrow is another night And all these shadows will return voracious like a child sucking mother’s milk And you should cheat the eyes to close Wish to sleep, sleep to wish
© 2008 EdFutinski |
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Added on March 1, 2008 Last Updated on March 2, 2008 Author
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