Nightmares

I hope you never have to
feel the weight of wrists dug deep
into a freshly polished bed of nails.
I hope you never have to
breathe through a chest filled with concrete,
a saddened struggle between its cracks.
I hope you never have to
dance with the devil
to the fast-paced drum of your own heartbeat.
I hope you never have to
swim through your sweat
to find a place to sleep without the fear
of suffocating to make it there.

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All Things Killing You

I used to think the sickness was a virus,
poison from foods, not the beverages,
too young to understand the hangover remedy
of fingers reaching back to pull forward
toxins you ingested willingly.
I stand by, watching a slow suicide,
useless against the monsters you fight,
as addiction continues to hold you hostage.

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You push yourself for the highest position,
expectations exceed capabilities,
a love-hate relationship blossoms
at a point that you worked so hard for.
You appreciate the pay that brings pain
from working past logical possibility.

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The smoke is handled by the wind,
swirling circles make halos
with every drag you take.
Fate’s subtle reminder of a slow death,
you justify it’s coping with stress.
Nicotine whispers sweet nothings in your ear
and you’re addicted to the intimacy it brings.

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Insomnia makes a deal with stress,
shakes the hand that holds your eyelids open,
forcing activity into a restless mind.
He rolls your conscience into a ball
and plays ping-pong with your thoughts,
leaving you awake to keep score.

Or Maybe It’s Insomnia

As the saying goes,
the inability to sleep comes
from another having you
stuck in their thoughts.

If this is true, who is
spending so many hours
with me on their mind?

Tell me why I am the
one your thoughts have
decided to become stuck on.

Tell me all you haven’t
said in the waking hours.

If this saying is true,
I apologize for so many
long nights spent with
my presence in your head.