So Lucid
I offer the jury details of my sleep:
Dragons and acquaintance recur.
A twister leaves memories dead in a heap,
As my conscience continues to stir.
Apparitions and silence dance circles inside,
While nightmares occur like chain lightning.
And despite my best efforts to go run and hide
The visions are always so frightening.
Visions hang in front of my eyes,
I cannot escape their dead glare.
The frustration inside makes me want to cry:
I’m so sick of these fucking nightmares.
Dragons and acquaintance recur.
A twister leaves memories dead in a heap,
As my conscience continues to stir.
Apparitions and silence dance circles inside,
While nightmares occur like chain lightning.
And despite my best efforts to go run and hide
The visions are always so frightening.
Visions hang in front of my eyes,
I cannot escape their dead glare.
The frustration inside makes me want to cry:
I’m so sick of these fucking nightmares.