Haze

It’s all just hazy

Another sleepless night

Rambling by dark corridors

Can’t even feel fright

This sensation at best is shaky

So here we go again

This is just a simple prose

No spices or herbs

The lights are out

Don’t expect brilliance

Don’t expect the end of doubt

One dose of spiked tea

Revelations still won’t come

In darkness looking

Find myself ignoring the answers

Drowning in the existence sea

All the questions coming at once

Listen, dear

My only conclusion

Something surprisingly peaceful

Chaotically aligned

Yet simple and clear

I’ve managed to sand down what’s grainy

Realization smacking me blind

Life is nothing but a trunk full of crazy.