Asleep alone I got the light scare Of a nightmare With my plight there Which wouldn't fight fair
Awake awaits Chirping is all I hear Dragging life into focus Getting the lens clear To see things are hopeless My aches and pains Are my body's refrain To remind me of existence Despite my mental resistance I am lucid I take my shoelace And loop it To run a new race
Timidly trembling The violence in my dreams Matches the silence and screams That defile us and our team Making the nightmares real And the pain I can feel So it's love I steal A devil's deal Hell unsealed I can hear the vultures chirping Or maybe they're just burping Out the demons I ignored My forgiveness they implored To meet a silent scorn Like a muted tribal horn Banishing them to another realm With my ostracism at the helm Until the lonely are overwhelmed And I see the error of my ways Once I'm part of this chaotic haze
Practically paralyzed I am lost In this game I've met the boss He and I the same He is a voice Chirping in my ear Saying I have no choice I should give in to fear And just drink beer Until the end is here
Carelessly comatose The birds that once sang beautifully Now retreat dutifully When they see my thoughtless anger Turn me into a ruthless stranger Creating danger For those living righteously They start fighting me Trying to enlighten me Which is only exciting me Because I lack the sight to see What the world could be If we could harmonize Like the birds Not using argent lies But soothing words Yet there is no tax exemption For my reluctant redemption So my mind invented No incentive
Soul slaughtered The tear jerking Birds chirping Constantly remind me Inside my sleep they find me Thrusting me into a life unwinding Through my window the sun is blinding When I start to fear my brother After seeing mirrors in others Reflecting my attitude Of ingratitude
I had a nasty nightmare Of Camp Crystal Lake Filled with misfit flakes Paying for their mistakes With pain and suffering As deep as a submarine Being torn apart For every decision Hiding their heart To avoid incisions And once all these losers are slain The birds chirping start a new day
Can be found in my self published poetry book βIcyβ. https://www.amazon.com/Icy-Andrew-Rueter-ebook/dp/B07VDLZT9Y/ref=sr_1_1?keywords=Icy+Andrew+Rueter&qid=1572980151&sr=8-1