nights

So here they are again
Like uninvited, anonymous, long-forgotten siblings
Comin to visit at cold winter evenings
Cold-hearted feelings and frightening thoughts
All doors closed, nowhere to run to; stepping on my toes
Keeping those hopes of escaping to another universe close
So it goes,
Another cup- another dose, another night comes
And again memories of bad times crawl and howl
Searching for customers like scary hoes with makeup and claws
Dance around me and keep me enclosed like in a closet with locks on its doors
But I’m not afraid, take a deep breath and gently offer a dance to Mrs. Death
And before the final move, before the end of the sonnet
Wake up again I cold sweat. Damn.

The sun shines; woke up again in this place
Go to the bathroom, wet up my six-face
Stick my head out of the window; put my “what-the-fuck-happened-last-night?”
Impression on public displace
And then go to the kitchen and grab a cup
Make myself some coffee, fuck my organism up
Doesn’t matter anyway, in fact, who needs health?
In the end we’re all gonna die at least I will be able to boast about myself
Not needing your help.
Again take a deep breath and look at the time, it’s already nine
Missed my work hours, ow fine
I’ll find something to say if they phone
I’ll say that I’m sick.
Turn on the radio and take another sip.
I had a bad time sleeping tonight,
Just leave me alone