Insomnia

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Inspired by original artwork.
Credits: Insomnia by ArtOfAsthar.

Those Eyes

staring
at the moon wide
eyed, blood slowly forming
rivers in my cracked eyes, failing
to blink failing to even cry, hoping
today the sun will wait to rise. i close
my eyes to look inside, watching, as the
bars forge in front of me, i stare into
them desperately, and through a
place where dying branches
grow and what i fear is a
windowless

window,
i can just about make
out that infinitesimal girl
again, hiding away in the corner
still wearing nothing, but a pair of
black shoes, her hands over head
knees to elbows cross legged. and as i
stare at her wide eyed for the very
first time i catch a glimpse of her
eyes, and suddenly realise
that those eyes, are
mine.

This Eye

 moonlight
floods the entire room
drowning out the darkness, suffocating
the silence i watch as my thoughts climb
from their graves in my mind’s eye, reaching
and hoping for the sun to rise and suddenly my
eyes begin to melt, filling the room with the emptiness
that is my tears, filling the room with fullness of my fears.
i slowly lift my head from the shield of my naked knees,
hands over head as i can still feel it watching me through
the broken window frame, and through the branches
growing untamed it glares at me, this astronomical eye,
again, staring at me so intensely. still like the sky, blood
red like the moon craving to cry, dry like those trees
that died too soon. and before i can stop myself
my eyes begin to crawl towards the eye
behind the wall and freeze, as soon as
they realise that this eye,
is mine.