Thoughts Crickets

 Here we go again!

Waking up to crickets sounding

Hoping dawn not leave at dusk

Wrestling the mirrors draining my joy

As rowdy obstreperous thoughts

Griefs my flesh to remember

To remember the day scars became permanent

Desiring to forget

But here again.

Sounding reclusive doctrine

Just to survive another day

Watching the mirror show

The me,

I no longer know

Head bent to eclipse the scenes

Rolling through it

But lacking the main actor

As thoughts race to a bed of roses

Not the red that, depict life

But black

Here again.

Here again!

Visited by the monsters

Denouncing sleep

As rage builds to cover guilty yearnings

Their heads on a rusty platter

No! Not to see blood

But to hear them scream

The way they made me be

Just for a second to rewire my brains

So I can find peace and finally live.