Nights Away Poem by Emmanuel Ayala

Nights Away



Nights fly away in the tempest of mist,
Evenings go by and reckless abandonment
Traps my body, dreaming without dreaming, sleeping
Without sleeping, heavy breathes are trapped inside my soul.
Capsule pills are one dropp away, the water slowly quenches
Down my thirst. Only heavy breathes can release my soul/
Morning comes and only poundings are heard from the reverse side of
My blinded eyes/ No more is said, no more is heard the nights slowly
Fade away into the Crimson shadows of the nights. Mentally
Distortional, physical excruciating, These are more than words,
They are taking my breath away into the mist of growing old.
Almost tearing without tearing,
The inside of my dense prevents comforted rest.
Not knowing why, not knowing lacks the simple wonders of a mother
Cherishing their babies in the evening as they share a rested
Recollection. They talk in the late night as the sun arises and
warms
Their tainted cover sheets with glowing light, awakening with
motivated oomph.
No more is said/ no more is said/
Intending to finally rest with no intention
Of dreaming my nights
away.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Emmanuel Ayala 13 February 2006

This poem is for every individual who feels and experiences poor sleeping conditions. More than half of the population has inconsisent sleeping patterns, I am one of them, ever since I was 13 years old I have suffered from this.

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