Wresting with rest

sometimes i don't fall asleep, sometimes I lose conscientiousness

Thoughts all a jumble

palpitations disquiet

heart all a flutter

restless mess

 

tossing and turning in my casket of a bed

covers wrapped around my head

 

be quiet you wondering heart

I wish to feel nothing

 

bliss and silence are the gifts of the afterlife

unfortunately not the gifts of this life

 

mistakes of the day

invade my night

 

monsters of the deep grabbing me,

claws wrapped around my ankles pulling,

Mephistopheles smiles,

I scream,

into the pit,

I descend,

Eyes open

Head pounding

“What am I doing on the floor again”

Author's Note

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Reviews

[Dessi]

Hi Dave W. I researched Mephistopheles! Yikes! Your wandering heart and mind do expand across many horizons! Mistakes and monsters monopolizing your sleep. See ya @ 3:40 AM! Smooches! (wink)
Check out my hair! You like?
ANYHOO, take care! Friend.

[Dave W.]

Thankyou for the kind words

[poetgurl]

WOW, this is powerful and such imagery in this write.
Quite the enjoyable read.

[Dave W.]

Thankyou for the kind words