Incubus Life of constant bad thoughts crawling around my mind waiting to accommodate my loss of control why I fear my sleep time that is never inhabited with good dreams only a constant nightmare reality. Struggling to stay awake always losing the battle despite the pills. I try to grip reality. Failure, drifting away into deep slumber of mystical shrouds swirling in the creeping envelopment of darkness. The demon surfaces revisiting my body. Dark red eyes piercing, cauterising mind control as he takes my soul on his nightly inhabitation, of pleasure, that I only know in this orgiastic world controlled by the Incubi. © Carol Robson
Tag: Demons
Incubi by Carol Robson.
Incubi
Life of constant bad thoughts
crawling around my mind
waiting to accommodate
my loss of control
why I fear my sleep time
that is never inhabited
with good dreams
only a constant
nightmare reality.
Struggling to stay awake
always losing the battle
despite the pills.
I try to grip reality.
Failure,
drifting away
into deep slumber
of mystical shrouds
swirling in the creeping
envelopment of darkness.
The demon surfaces
revisiting my body.
Dark red eyes piercing,
cauterising mind control
as he takes my soul
on his nightly inhabitation,
of pleasure, that I only know
in this orgiastic world
controlled by the Incubi.
© Carol Robson 2014