Try

Whispers in the night
Poisonous venom stabbing your gut
As you swallow the scream and
Blink away your burning eyes
Words haunt your mind
Hopelessness in your heart
"End me," you beg
As you silently wish for relief
Match strike, light the flame
Crztchk crack zzzle crack
The wax melts, drops on the dirt floor
It's wet with slime and you're still burning
Screaming writhing in pain for it just won't stop
Stop please! Stop now!
Screams for help
For mercy and death
But no
That hallucination is smiling
Laughing at your fate
As you reach out but never grab
It is too far away
But you writh and struggle closer
As your legs drag behind you
Useless, scrapped and bloodied as your nails
You crawl across the grime
"Please! Please!" you cry
But your guardian angel
Has either given up
Or is dead
And there is a knife in your hand
Cool and tempting you place it on your heart
The hallucination flickers
You pull the knife away and it's back
Watching you intently
Wearing your face and everything you ever wished to be
Lips frowning, brows crunched on confusion of its existence
"You shall not vanish," you whisper and drop the knife
And crawl again closer to the hallucination that's now weeping
"Not you! I need you to be perfect," you say, making it look up and wipe its face
You heave a sigh and shut your eyes
And your room englufs you
The hallucination is gone and
The sunlight is making the curtains glow.
Your watch has not ended
Still a long ways to go

Walk with me Phenomena

When one thing turned to another and then to another and another and another other other

I watched it plop! onto the pot of water throwing its reminiscent minions in all directions.

The water went plonk! boink! glug!! and hushhhh! Settling to its former calm self as the world breathed around it with hot air and a drifting petal on its way to someplace, where god knows, that exists outside of our little reality upon which we churn and churn our madness and obsession with meaning morality mortality and more

On and on toiling day and night yearning for just one drop, that one drop of mercy that would satisfy our souls for the sins we believe we created and cry tears of relief washed with the rain and clouds till our hearts are blank once more and we invent a new hurdle, a new struggle, a new must and need and stab our wants repeatedly solely to do what is right in our minds

To do what must be done despite ourselves.

We could just stop.

Stop for a second just to think and listen to the futility of our weighted stride, of our horrors and screams and tears of slimy sorrows.

Dear man! You are but a spec in the vastness of time and instead of worrying about that metal hand of yours that spins round and round and round... stop! look up. It is a vast endless universe of stars, rock and spaces undefined by your futility

Just stop, man! Stop and let your tears slide for the universe is mind-bogglingly beautiful and you have been chosen to be among the select privileged few to witness this amazing phenomenon that is life within a universe.

Stop!

Look up!

Be amazed at where you are!

Take me back

Take me back to a time when things were easier
When i never had to think twice about what i had to do
Take me back to the moment when there were no decisions
No obligations, no roadblocks and in front of me
Were just endless dreams yet to be dreamt
When laughter was simple and the smile wasn't forced
When my heart did not bleed at every turn
Take me back to the moment before existance took shape
Take me back to the nothingness
The comfort of a colourless void
Where nothing did and can exist
Where nothing needs to be done
Where dreams are vacant
And happiness is not even a concept worth fighting for
Take me back to the moment before the hopeless journey of things to do and persons to be
Take me back in time
Let me do it all over again
Maybe this time I'll remember to choose a better path
Maybe this time... It won't change at all
Then take me back to a time that was numb
No clock struck forward no minute called you forth
Take me back to a moment of unlimited existence within a chamber of nothingness
Or at the very least
Tell me my mission for this life
Show me the path to accomplish it
And give me the power and courage to keep going until i do
Or just let me leave this world
A bothersome mess
With nothing to contribute.