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Sweet Screams

Dreams, Sleep Paralysis

When the cruel grasp of reality buries its claws in your subconscious mind,
Igniting hallucinations that turn against you when you try to unbind.


Warped memories and illusions of incidents of fate,
Translate into a visual nightmare where there’s no escape.

You struggle to regain consciousness, anxiety like gravity pulling you further below,
Being chased by self-inflicted entities from trauma deeply sowed.


Desires evolving into disparities, interrupting your sedated slumber,
All a small part of the risk you take when you put yourself under.

Unmedicated insomnia jeopardising each small chance of reprieval,
With each fatigued opportunity follows an exposure to evil.


Stimulation and serotonin working well against your favour,
As you try to manipulate your destination through unlearned behaviours.

Paralysed occasionally from the journey back through the threshold,
Chained to your resting place by a force unseen and untold.


Breaking the spell that has you bound, afraid, crippled, and wheezy,
And surrendering to the unwelcome episodes of your brain, isn’t always so easy.

But within the peril comes a chance to escape to somewhere unique and reserved,
A reality completely uninterrupted and undisturbed.


Unlimited lucid landscapes and scenarios lacking consequence and sin,
Created entirely within your mind, to discover and pursue your desires within.

Fears of Tears

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To grieve is to gather what you can no longer see,
Through exposed tired irides and a heart full of debris.

In the forefront of my mind, a special place that you’d reserved,
I guess you’re lucky you left first so as to avoid all of this hurt.

Memories of our time together, not even remotely compared,
To the love that you gifted me in the home that we shared.

I would give everything that I have left within me, to see you run through that door,
To hold you in my arms again and catch a breath of that scent that I adored.

You took such a piece of me that night that you left, an empty void that remains within the constraints of my chest.

Now I just exist here without you, a lump in my throat that feels like a thousand tethers,
Left to reminisce how special our time was together.

Tepranillyou

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Pen in hand and thoughts beyond irides green and deep,
Wondering if you still think of me or if my name would you dare speak.

Another bites the dust after all and left of their luggage behind,
And so here I sit again, atop a mountain of realisation that I still have a pair yet to find.

Another crack in the porcelain heart that I’ve struggled so hard over the years to protect, Another notch in the belt of heartache, another sleepless night to reflect.

Another lonely night in this dark room, media tightly wrapped by my hand, A script of thoughtfulness that will shortly become inept.

As I watch it all play out on the screen through tired moments of seen, wanting to drift off and forget but awoken by the torture that has been.

But all of the scenes seem to be the same now, the show must go on..
This movie seems to last forever and a new chapter has begun.

Sat atop the baggage left behind, popcorn in hand.
Left here wondering if this movie will ever eventually end.

Uncomfortably Numb

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A lingering soberness fuelled by a depressed mind, too depleted of energy to pour another glass of wine.

Once again brought to the forefront of my affliction, how much I still hate you for ruining me to feed your addiction.

I’ve since refused to become collateral to anyone else, all the meanwhile still riddled with horrible reminders of living in your abusive hell.

If we were to cross paths again, in yet another cruel twist of fate, there are a few ways I’ve romanticised over all this time of how to retaliate.

I’d love to beat you from atop the pedestal you thought you’d deserved to stand all these years, reduce you to the piece of shit that I used to fear.

Tear apart your mental health and hold you down until you resign, then cut open your face so your scars match those you left on mine.

But why waste more time than time already spent and served, and worst of all gift you the attention of which you definitely don’t deserve.

Hopefully this vendetta is one that I’ll eventually cease to pursue,
But I’m still angry for falling apart but at least I fell away from you.

Destination Isolation

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Lonliness is a drug that long surpasses the night, wears off in the unconscious but comes back in the light.

An addiction easy to fall into, to avoid vulnerability, mistaking carelessness and numbness for a state of tranquillity.

No existing treatment or cure but to open your heart, to someone who could effortlessly tear it apart.

Finding distractions and errands to help my brain to adjust, but in between each task, resurfaces another memory of us.

They say time heals all wounds, but this particular scar I don’t want to conceal, because at the twilight of each day, when the lonliness sets in, at least I know what we shared was real.

Make a Witch

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I’ve been kicked, beaten and burnt at the stake,

The sorry lone victim of his unfeasible hate.

Whenever the chemicals took hold, and he shifted his gaze,

His pupils grew wide with an undefeatable rage.

I used every little ounce of strength that I had left,

To defend my heart before it was theft.

But it was shattered into pieces that I couldn’t recover,

And I left them with him when I became the insignificant other.

I went away for a while to be with my self,

But my trust for people deteriorated, along with my health.

Awakening anxiety ridden by day, with a force that drew me back to bed.

And the screams of our memories circling around in my head.

I eventually moved on to a man that I felt kept me safe,

He taught me how to heal and again to be brave.

But before long my heart was brought back to me by the one,

Sewn loosely atop a silver platter that glistened in the sun.

So I strayed from the path that I walked with my head held high,

And ran back to the man who once wished I’d die.

Although he was back to his old self, and in love again I’d fall,

After a week of bliss I realised that he hadn’t changed at all.

The future we had envisioned was all traded in for a hit,

And then I began to understand that our old flame could no longer be lit.

I stumbled around, still wounded, trying to find my old ways,

Still hoping that he’d get clean and come back to me someday.

But then something unexpected happened, and caught me completely off guard,

You came out of nowhere, and in your hands held my heart.

No sign of a single stitch, and no pieces were out of place,

You planted it in my hands, and quietly studied my weary face.

Viewing my tortuous celluloid, through the windows of my eyes,

You witnessed a lot of my pain, as I held your hands in mine.

I tried my absolute hardest, to heal first and make you wait,

But turns out it’s pretty fucking hard to ignore an undeniable fate.

I leapt courageously toward you, expecting to once again fall to my knees,

But you caught me and encouraged me to finally set my mind free.

You guided me back to my light that for so many years was lost and dimmed,

And for the first time in many years I don’t wake with thoughts of him.

I’m scared to what obstacles this love will bring as we further pursue,

But I know I’ll remain safe because I’m together, falling with you.