21 JUL 2017 AT 0:27

INSOMNIAC

The black sky seems blacker now,
The twinkling stars skip my sight.
My inner demons scream at me,
And wild chaos invade my peace.
My breath mingles with the cigar
To burn through my lungs,
As loops of smoke escape my mouth
To form a faint silhouette in the air.
The subtle moonlight reveals your face
And my tired eyes twinkle with glee.
I reach out to you,
But like the heartless devil,
You leave me alone
In the midst of my screaming chaos.
A sorrowful sigh chokes my breath,
And my pounding heart threatens to burst.
Remorse flows through my veins,
Paralysing me with your piercing absence.
A feverish sleep pools in my eyes
Only to flow down, terrified,
By the wrath of my emotions.
Nights are often an endless struggle
to free myself from your tangled memories,
And an intense longing for a never ending sleep.

- Ankita Bhattacharjee