Mark Alfaro | Free Poems
- mark alfaro
Narcotic Neurotic
Dreams come and go disappear and return again
Something I can’t really express or explain
What can really work to release these painful memories?
I know I am not alone in this something triggers it
In my mind I hear it crying
Well, it’s better than dying
I feel so hypnotic
I feel so psychoneurotic
My dark matter becomes alive
Dislike of what I have…. this disease
Going through all my archives
Please have this all freeze
Opening my eyes in the night
Hearing echoes from my mind
Hearing myself as a child cry
Sleeping always seems to be declined
In my mind I hear it crying
Am I just to myself lying?
I feel so psychotic
Narcotic neurotic
Conviction? or not?
I’m not a person anymore
Who can dig me out?
It’s not worth wondering
Because i’ll survive
Surviving your illness
That’s shuns onto my brain
It hurts and it hurts again
Everything around me
No one can see
Except for you and I
I see the matrix and not you
You’re still asleep
And then you’re a puppet
That he enjoys keeping
Come follow me
He’s said in the book
The truth will set you free
And for us his life they took