Need to get away from myself

Using sleep like a drug

Just to get into the land of dreams

Can’t stand my screaming conscience

I need to sleep to get away from myself.

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An offender desires the paradise of the faithful

Yet the deep furrows of sin has its vice-like grip on him

Daily he takes up his acts of iniquity

Then is frustrated and helpless because the power of repetition is stronger than the desire for righteousness.

So I placed my conscience on Rophynol

But my emotions were high on tramadol

Poured more lean into my skushies

I couldn’t zone out, so I fought the signpost with zeal because I caught it laughing at me.

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Come Oh sleep

Bear me on your wings till the dawn comes

Remove me from the war between the darkness and light

I need to sleep so that I can get away from myself.

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I envy other people at times

Their lives are like well-authored poems

With rhymes and metaphors in the right places

While mine is laced with linguistic errors, structure problems making life an unsolvable riddle to me.

How does a man get away from himself

How does a man rid himself of the lawlessness he enthroned

How do you rebuild what was devastated by a tornado and drowned in the tsunami of waywardness

Now I know why man needs THE REDEEMER.

SELAH.

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Caveat- This poem is not about anyone living or dead but it’s just something drawn out of the author’s well of thought and imagination.

Till next time.