Insomnia

Insomnia is killing me day by day and I cannot get rid of it, my time is getting even shorter, my mind is sick, it seems there’s no chance for me, because all my hope is gone and I know that certainly madness has caught me, my cries of agony can’t be heard, I’m stuck in something as a prisoner with chains all around me.

Me, My Shadow and My Monster

Not so cold, 

not so dark,

but a dense frightening feeling controlling my mind.

Things becoming gray, 

it’s like a black & white movie; 

and now I can’t define the colors,

but I see my shadow on the floor, 

it’s so different,

taking another form, 

crossing the line of abstract, 

I can see it looking at me,

even it has no eyes, 

but something in the other side is hunting me,

calling me … saying “I am the monster that you’ve created".