Every time my head hurts
It feels like the devil pulling my soul
Away from my body
Like a band-aid
Peeling, unwilling…
Past Bedtime
But you should stay on course
Stick to a routine
That allows you to be a kid
Afforded of a comfortable rest
Letting you drift to uninterrupted dreams
Ran That Way
Then almost immediately
Drowsiness breathes heavy
A surrender flushed in
Custom
Duplicitous nightmare
Making the actors question
Certain appropriation
Of verbose
Attempts to dispose
The plaintiff’s unending
Almost attention seeking
Some Vivid Moments
Running against a blurry view
Is a thing I once thought I knew
As love
Is beating
Me in my own game
Headspace: Insomniac
Or maybe this
Is mamba mentality
Kicking in
Or kicking me
Into the direction of some purposeful hunger
Desire
I’ve yet to define
Or too lazy to actually find out
Diadem
It has to be real
I believed it
It has to be real…
Last
This is not meant to last
But it’s meant to be beautiful
If not a song you hear in your heart
As it mends
the casualty at Silay
There’s nothing stronger than a made up mind…
Shrug to the Inevitable
And a stockpile of sincerest apologies
Will be dealt as never suffice
Knowing that a future of you and I
Was always ever doomed
danDAman 