Tonight the Dreams Begin
Every night, the dreams begin
In every dark the dreams worsen
Whether it is a dark in the day
Or a dark in the night, the constant worry never gives a break
Worry is a mysterious torch
That carries no light yet it plays tricks on the mind
To believe so
To see so
Energy is focused on known and unknowns
Especially the unknowns
The sweating
The chest discomforts
The high blood pressures
The food cravings
The increased heart rate
If i stood by the bus station with my worry costume, people may avoid me
Others may start worrying, a contagious disease
Others may want to help but not know how
Others may relate to me and join hands with me
With the world so uneasy
One minute this, one minute that
The subconscious can be filled with the constant fear of what if someone came to my job and started shooting
What if the minute i open my house door, i'd meet my death
What if i don't even have to leave my house, because someone is already planning to drop a bomb
It never gets better
Copyright © Njeri Hunjeri | Year Posted 2015
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