Countless Hours.

Countless hours I've sat alone,

staring at the walls in a silent home.

The second hand swings like a headman's axe.

The candle flame laughs as he drowns in wax.

I can hear my blood inside my ears,

whispering lies and spreading fears.

They're coming now to my window pane,

and in all of my dreams, I go insane.

Countless hours I've laid awake,

Thinking things that make me shake.

I feel them laughing like cold black rain,

clawing at my thoughts to steal my brain.

Tick... Tick... Tick...

It makes me sick.

I want to dream and I want to sleep,

But I’m a shepherd who cannot count his sheep.

Countless hours burning inside my sheets,

trapped inside this prison of me.

My stomach churns, and I seek escape.

I see my demons filled with hate.

I give up. This fight, I have lost.

I will pay the Sandman's cost.

To sleep a sleep eternally,

I'll stop the madness

and cease to be me.

Reviews

[Valkyrie Warrior]

Wow this is a truly wonderful poem! I love the flow and simple rhyming it makes it so much easier to read!