Seance

haunting memories, ghostly faces
taken back to spooky places
apparitions fill my heart
remembering pasts that fell apart

always running, trying to hide
from swarming visions in my mind
they cant be fought or pacified
my soul possessed inside

all has its dusk which has its dawn
people i used to know who are gone
women i loved who moved on
things i lost that once i had won

a mental bombarding as i lie in my bed
thoughtless and alone, the past fills my head
the torment of my lives gone by
stirring my spirit to an outcry

i know when i die its where i'll be
absorbed into all that was once reality
i'll float through heaven and crawl through hell
in twists of my history i will dwell

lost in dreams of what ive known
crossing over into the twilight zone
from what is in me i'll never be free
looking into the visions that i see

Insomniac Blues

sleepiness, but i cant sleep
uneasiness under the sheets
i toss and turn across my bed
discomfort racing through my head

piercing thoughts keep me awake
sleep does not give me escape
beating heart and pounding mind
i lack the comfort to unwind

aching muscles full of stress
haunting in my loneliness
i cant relax, i cannot dream
nothing to release the steam

imprisoned slumber, tortured soul
insomnia can take its toll
up all night without my rest
i am the mornings weary guest

exaustion is my long lost friend
at last i am asleep again