A night with Max
Each night when I fall asleep he speaks to me.
Haunting and taunting me,
saying “you will never be rid of me.
Together we will spend eternity 'till I consume you.
I’m the curse mark on your shoulder,
you can’t simply brush me off.
I’m the blood stains on your hands that you cant wash away.
The itch you cannot scratch.
Take note of my presence,
I am your very essence.
The dark side of your conscious
stuck in a labyrinth of your insecurities,
illusions and reapers as gatekeepers.
I will break out of this cage,
I’m coming after you,
I will unleash great rage until I consume you.”
Then I wake in a cold sweat,
pillows wet, heavy chest
wondering when will this torment end.
(2014)
