When I catch 40 winks
I see the horrors
That are beyond comprehension
The trauma
The torture
The painNightmares beyond all knowledge
Nightmares beyond human comprehensionNightmares beyond all knowledge
Nightmares beyond human comprehensionNightmares beyond all knowledge
Nightmares beyond human comprehensionAs I sleep
Get 40 winks I see the blood
That is on my katana
What the fuck have I doneNightmares beyond all knowledge
Nightmares beyond human comprehensionNightmares beyond all knowledge
Nightmares beyond human comprehensionNightmares beyond all knowledge
Nightmares beyond human comprehensionAs I catch 40 winks
I realize that my traumas
Might me an Oren Ishii
Madness and power
Beyond the mathNightmares beyond all knowledge
Nightmares beyond human comprehensionNightmares beyond all knowledge
Nightmares beyond human comprehensionNightmares beyond all knowledge
Nightmares beyond human comprehensionI want to walk up
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Midnight : poems |starting
PoetryMight night is the darker version of colours, where I talk more about mental health and mental illness. As well as things that go bump in the night. This talks about my long hard road to hell and back. This poems talk more about what life is like...