5.30 AM Madness

When your damn fuckin sleepy and juuuust cant find sleep-



The blanket of darkness,
Spreads thorugh its crescendo,
Wrapping all and stretches beyond me,
I shiver in the cold,
Trying to gather what I can.
But, now it's well ahead.
The night eludes me,
The day I know not of,
And so I am afraid.
Not knowing what next,
And where I lay afoot.
The twists and turns,
The curls and coils,
With the never ending singing,
And the strumming in the guitar.
Seemed like music,
But now all just a memory of someone,
A memory beyond my reach.
It's time to turn on the lights,
To see what lay in store for you.
Is it just the promise of another night's sleep,
Or is there more than just a ray in it.
Will there be the sound of the sweet choir song,
I had once heard while she sang to me,
Or is it going to turn into the same cacophony,
The sounds I am so used to now.
When morning approaches, the questions dry,
The answers wait to show their true form,
Wait till there isnt enough time to be modified,
To be re-formed into something meaningful.
The answers prefer their abstract existence,
An existence where we guess,
And he laughs.


PS: Hope to find some sleep now