The prick of a needle,
May appear to be,
Just a scratch,
To the naked eye.
The power is within,
The eye of the beholder,
Take it not for granted,
As all may not be as it seems,
The poison in that needle,
Is where dark shadows,
And death lye.
All the world’s a stage,
And we are merely players,
Shakespeare told us the secret,
But missed out the complex layers.
As this earth is constantly spinning,
So is the wheel of Fortune,
And like lottery balls,
We are catapulted into the game,
The game of life.
Fate plays it’s hand,
Where we are born,
How we are born,
When we are born,
Chance determines our paths.
Manipulates our character.
Must we accept what lye’s ahead,
Or maybe choose,
Pick what genuinely suits us?
Control our own destiny?
Quit all together,
And terminate whatever!
When you wake up in floods of tears,
Because you have just had to face your deepest fears,
You realise that, “Queen Mab” has been to see you!
Inserting pricks of poison into your heavenly clouds of sleep,
To purposely unsteady your mind,
Trick and fool you,
Whilst comatose and blind,
Conjuring bad thoughts that are most unkind,
Leaving you emotionally spent and weak.
My dream may as well have been true,
You may think my inability to distinguish slumber from truth makes me a wuss,
But I argue that if this black magic had happened to you,
Even you would kick up a fuss.
My pillow soaked with puddles of tears,
My bed sheet’s soaked from fearful sweat,
Short of breath,
My mouth sore from holding in my secret.
Dishevelled and uneasy,
I feel like I have had no rest at all.
A nightmare conjured from demons of Hell,
How I wish that you don’t come true,
That I can somehow rid of you before you do,
May I banish all connections to the darkside,
Somewhere far away and so they cannot harm either I or you,
Blocking access to the venomous creatures of the night,
And welcome the sandman to evoke only light!
Or else I shall get no rest,
And the exhaustion and distress,
shall haunt me both day and night,
Stripping me of my armour,
Leaving me hollow and too weak to fight.
Leading me to consistent pain and misery,
Yet all that I want is to feel right and safe,
With some reassurance that all will be OK!
My nightmares run strong and deep,
Affecting my awake time,
Not just my sleep.
I banish you,
To fully take my control back someday.