Is this reality or just another of my dreams,
"Please, please, my God
show me a sign and deliver me from this evil,"
I know the truth but I am paralyzed,
trapped in this state of hallucinations
yet again succumbing to my nightmare's horror.
Volatile terrors that cause this horror-
rebuke once peaceful dreams
turning pure thoughts into hallucinations;
requiring me to call on God.
Tears slip down; still I am paralyzed
screaming His Word to rid this evil.
Demons, villains, and all that is evil
delight in success of my onset horror
triumphantly revealing in the face I'm paralyzed.
"Beloved, do not believe every spirit," nor dreams
"test the spirits to see whether they are from God."
I repeat Your words to free me from these hallucinations,
these arrested hallucinations,
arising solely from some evil.
Again I will call on You God,
"deliver my soul: oh save me for thy mercies' sake" from thy horror
of my own deceitful merciless dreams
and the body that betrays me: paralyzed.
Exposed to this numbness- eyes open, paralyzed,
slipping back and forth into clocklike hallucinations
that have engulfed my dreams
of love and tranquility; poisoning memories with evil
that forces me to know such horror
of that which others escape. But praise O God,
"even the demons submit to us in your name," O Gracious God.
Although I am paralyzed-
shaken to the core with the horror
of these cruel hallucinations;
"I will fear no evil:
For thou art with me;" and comfort even in dreams.
Comfort me God in the midst of my hallucinations.
Release my paralyzed body and trap these memories of evil
and while I praise you, I give to you the horror of my dreams.
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Narcolepsy Sucks & Sleepy Stuff
PoetryMy random Narcolepsy, sleeping, dreamin, hallucinatin poems I'm doing for school!