Little Monsters, Just Like You

I told my self to wake up from a dream that I wouldn’t stop dreaming last night

I woke up hardened and queasy

Still yet unwell

The dream I wouldn’t stop dreaming was you

How did you get there after so long

You with your bloodied back and rude catlike demure

You greeted me the way you great an old friend you are immensely annoyed to see

Yet I woke up

Told me to breathe,

Big

Told me to breathe,

Out

Tho I wanted to stay and war with you

Tear you down the way you did me

Alas revenge is bittersweet

Sweet to see her play out

Yet bitter karma stings, ouch

What a wonderful flavor pallet

Fun and unsustainable much like our dying world

I’m sorry I couldn’t imagine you in any other way other than a monster.

My imaginations of unwell past lives manifest as little monsters in my now time

And you are one of them, a little accidental monster running in my head

Free enough to paralyze my dreams

“Aishah you have permission to wake up right now”

Eyes open

3:53 am

And now I’m here writing this to cope with the little unleashed monsters running in my head.

Coping with you running through my head and not my heart.