Tag: dreams

Befallen Greys

Befallen Greys 

the world before, cast befallen greys 
wandering alone, streets bare of being 
i am here believing, the world is no more. 

head felt that pillow, the world seem torn 
eyes closing, to this paralleled haunt 
now to see clearer, a dream cheerful 
spring bloom, waters flow neat 
in my head the land is healed 
not the disorder disaster i thought. 

eye awaken to the no more 
a wasteland, stretched before 
my head hurt by the sight 
my lungs stung by the gasp 
the air i intake will not last. 

squeezing my eyes shut, 
keep the worn thoughts out 
the world grows cold 
and i pretend i am fine 
all in my mind. 

12/15/21 – Andy McRae

Lost in a Day

Lost in a Day

morning to morning
night to night
the blending of days has become
to me a frightful hallucination 

when there is no way to begin
nor end in sight
life becomes grim
the world around me grows drear 

a cage of insanity bars around
my mind, how can I find
a way from this cell, from this hell
hell indeed, bound I concede 

given up, given in,
from this world of circles 
I cannot win 

lost in a day
which, I cannot say

10/29/21 – Andy McRae

In Madness, No Time

In Madness, No Time

They come in through the holes
	in the walls 
They torment me so, in my dreams
	I am awake, shake me not
	I might brake
In the light, I see darkness
	in escapable pits, despair!
	alas, I am down there
Lo, I am forsaken by them all
	the ones to guide me to the hall
Bright the lights in my eye
	yet all I see is dim
	visions of nigh
Written on the walls
	in orange dotted lines
In madness 
	no time

10/18/21 – Andy McRae

Lands I Once Ruled

Lands I Once Ruled

Flipping through realities makes me dizzy
Views of planes flash before my eyes
Thrown into danger and lives not mine

Turmoil ensues around the one, not I
But I experience the pain, the joy
Emotions surge through my veins
I feel elated by the joy, the pain

Whole cities bend around me
Though not I, this one is pivotal
Rotating others in ways
I cannot explain why
Enjoyment is fronted 
By love and death

But right as the story reaches a climax,
I feel the world ripped away from me
Pulsing waves of disturbance around
I feel my head throbbing and pulling
Me out, this world I’ve grown to love
Yanked from one plane and dumped
In another, back into mine,
A plane of unrealistic horrors
And unparalleled bores

I long to return
To lands I once ruled.

11/30/20 – Andy McRae

Incubus

Incubus
 
An Incubus came to me,
and I was stranded
on an Island unknown to me
 
Strides as far as I can take
I gather all that I can see
a world of twisted fantasies
 
Around, my aspirations
are all I can breathe
drowning in a glazy eyed state
 
Everything I wanted
tortured into macabre fonts
set to dance like marionette lies
 
I cannot handle my eyes
these must be dirty lies
tricks of the flies
 
I try to run
but the Incubus hums
a dirty little tune
 
And I zoom
right back to start
to watch the play again
 
My dreams, my horror
on a repetitive motor.
 
7\23/20 – Andy McRae