Seconds

…that last and last

seems eternity

look around

nothing new

same familiar view

 

a second stretches forever

it could have been a week

a month, a year, all the same

what matters is

every passing second

spend in this cell is

like a hell

a lifetime imprisonment

every second  a torture

longing for freedom…

 

Sleep

Drip, drip, drip in the reservoir of my mind

Scratch, scratch, scratch on the walls of my consciousness

Now you see it now you don’t playing hide and seek

Within grasp cannot catch, why it’s so elusive?

Run, run, run after it and fast

Maybe still there just around the corner waiting to surprise

Almost have the taste feeling the presence but nowhere in sight

Like the wind teasing the brain better to give up?

Oh, so near yet so far like a distant___ star?

Skip, skip, skip into nothingness resign, resign, resign…