Check Please

Tripping on that invisible line
between reality and what remains blurred,
ritually finding comfort in pain
quenching strictest appetites beyond disturbed.

Floating high feelings once temporarily fun
exist without choice leaving a permanent one.
No returning to bed nor trail guiding back
panicking heart palpitations suddenly relaxed.

Breathing turns foreign for breaths are no more
vision focuses rapidly at what lies before.
Puzzlingly alive yet body cannot be found
thoughts move feeling invisible magical sound.

Quickly appearing distance whistling despair
haunted lives beginning words Angels wouldn't dare.
Fast to learn bravest acts become equally nothing
poker face turns to flames shows all believe in something.

Awakened from dreams or so it seems
nightmares live outside billowy laden beds,
struggling to rest weary bodies on the mend
pray to know your beliefs before the devil knows you're dead.

Randall Paul Prazuch
Copyright © 2012

Originally posted 2012-02-05 16:37:49. Republished by Blog Post Promoter