When your sleep is interrupted/
Your mental grows corrupted/
Your psyche starts to unhinged/
And you have thoughts of senseless revenge/
Especially for those who aren’t nocturnal/
Ones who don’t fall in with diurnal/
Unique beings with a broken circadian clock/
The beings who pass put, and sleep like a rock/
Never interrupt their sleep!/
Fore their wrath shall make you weep!/
Poetic Ice, a tired man.
Unconscious, sleep/
Lost in a dream deep/
Images, vivid/
All induce rage, Make you livid/
Pressure, chest/
Demons put its integrity to the test/
Soul, drain/
As your essence is consumed you feel pain/
Cognitive, anxiety/
Rapid breaths, falling tears, but no help from society/
Help, None/
Without aid in this land of no sun/
Life, Hack/
Demons have decoded you and you’re under attack/
Fear, immense/
Your adrenaline pumps as your throat closes, intense/
Degenerating, health
You’re starting to go black, losing since of self/
Enemy, Fed/
Sated on your life force leaving you dead/
Sun, Bright/
You awake, soul bombarded with light/
Cough, Hack/
No clue why, but you just survived a slumbering anxiety attack/
Poetic Ice
It’s 3 in the morning/
And I’m up with no warning/
Mind bursting with random thought/
Another intellectual battle to be fought/
Sleep you elusive dame/
Once again I’m chasing you in this game/
I simply want to revitalize my soul/
But now I contemplate my life’s roll/
Why can’t I sleep/
Maybe I should count sheep/
My sheets are as soft as silk/,So should I be out with a glass of warm milk?/
No, now I’m watching night birth a sunrise/
And a day full of drowsiness is my only Prize/
I’ll be a manic by noon/
If I can’t solve This insomnia soon/
Poetic Ice
Dreams
They may be prophetic
Never pathetic
Each with its own meaning
Trying to teach you something
Hoping you hold onto one thing
Sanity barely in your grip
Some dreams cause it to slip
What’s with this imagery?
Oftentimes cryptic dark imagery
To teach you to cherish the light
Yet filling you with abrasive fright
Fall has arrived, time for rakes
Watch under the leaves for snakes
Betrayal and enemies in the air
Your dream warning, the only thing making this fair/
Terrifying thoughts of death
Maybe even material item theft
What do all these dreams mean
Are they just another bout of rapids in my mental stream?/
Poetic Ice
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