Awake In The Black

My dark eyelids

though folded up, 

Do not really secure my mind.

It is almost past three,

The world sleeps in glee.

But mine doesn't shut,

Dreams invade me. 

The other day,

I laid with my mom. 

Expecting the mind to go on rest, 

In the warmth of her arms.

But alas! She slept,

Me and my consciousness still awake, 

In the dread of the night, 

staring at the empty dark ceiling.

I don't see, no inward visions now,

My mind juggles between,

Northern lights and the coral reefs,

Furry ice and hot granules of sand,

Characters from books and demons of life.

I don't control it now,

It does me.

People say I have become a maniac.

Maybe true, a juggler in the midnight.

My eyes, once shiny, now gloomy,

I want to bolt them up,

lock them up with an invisible cord.

Tell me, you, stranger reader,

Can you seal my thoughts?

Confine my conscience?

Give me some sleep?

I have become a slave to my being.

My brain doesn't fit in,

My eyes don't fasten.

Oh, my darling night!

Don't you feel secluded, afraid, desolate? 

I am awake with you. 

For you are my only friend now. 

My fairy visions have deserted me,

My family members tired.

Please, oh Night,

If you find Sleep,

Send him to my door,

Mostly, he has estranged him from me.

Lost into oblivion. 

I can't, no longer, toss in this uncomforting mattress.

I beg, 

A little peace to my thoughts,

Rest to my being,

Sleep for my dreams.

Oh, Sleep! Don't deceive me,

Don't you invade.

Fill my void, 

With visions from the wonderland.