Sleepless

Tonight I've become sleepless.
Dreams no longer fabricated in my thoughts
Instead, there is nothing but a blank screen
And I am right at the center of it

In this darkness, it's only me
Sitting on my own like I have all these years
A paper lays before me like a fallen leaf
And I have no more hope as it nears

The creature, it's long fingers scraping the walls
It's cloak long and dark hidden in the shadows making it move swiftly
Strides long and silent no footsteps can be heard
It's face covered by a hood

It was only seconds until it's long fingers held my throat
Forcing words down into my lungs
And poison into my veins
Perhaps the death of an artist is through restless nights


"Darkness, my friend, why do you do this to me?" I asked
"Because you know nothing of despair,
The pain and hate you feel are not enough.
If it were you'd be with them just like all the others I've collected."

Therefore, you must walk alone.
You must make the journey and bring yourself to the light
But even someone like yourself can prove that difficult.
Can't you?"