late at night i lie awake in bed
facing existential dread
a raging fear so near
and screaming to be fed
those crazy stories
forming in my head

no time to think
no time to question
why

no one can feel
how this is real
as any other truth
i’d try

say goodbye

to any semblance
of sanity

say hello

to all the psychopathic
fun fantastic
fables of humanity

the real
is just a story

it’s truth
is just as gory

as every nightmare
buried there
beneath the sick
and dead

my tortured head
slowly turns away

and tries again

Peace/Love

m(~_~)m