This anxiety is real.
It speaks to me
with a language of such intense
and agonizing seduction
I can comprehend
because I’m quite familiar with it.
Pain has never been new to me!
At night times,
it slowly crawls under
this scarred skin of mine
and deep inside the pits of
where the nightmares dance free
as I toss and turn sleeplessly
on my empty bed alone.
The night times are when
the darkness smirks and smiles gingerly
to show me its other side
without revealing its face.
But I need not see its rainbow colors
for I quite know exactly
what utter desolation looks like
even in broad daylight.
Jobiranyc 4-29-20
Apr 29, 2020
Apr 29, 2020 at 7:25 PM UTC
This anxiety is real.
It speaks to me
with a language of such intense
and agonizing seduction
I can comprehend
because I’m quite familiar with it.
Pain has never been new to me!
At night times,
it slowly crawls under
this scarred skin of mine
and deep inside the pits of
where the nightmares dance free
as I toss and turn sleeplessly
on my empty bed alone.
The night times are when
the darkness smirks and smiles gingerly
to show me its other side
without revealing its face.
But I need not see its rainbow colors
for I quite know exactly
what utter desolation looks like
even in broad daylight.
Jobiranyc 4-29-20
