The Day it All Changed...

Eyes closed, grasping the nightlight sleep merely.
Alone trying not to see who's in the seat near me.
My thoughts reap tyranny and darkness owns the scenery.
The lights were out and night was feeling free.
Looked to see who's seeing me, only saw my shadow.
Couldn't believe the meaning but I had to know...
Mourned a sad show like the black crow on my shoulders;
It told stories with cold verbs and high smoulders.
He was straight forward with rolled curves telling fears,
Insight was his forte his words had me expelling tears.
Mentally awkward and weird, needing expected rest.
It's becoming too intense wrecking this perfect mess;
The thoughts turned reality within a search for stress.
I looked for home as birds perched nests, murking sense.
A faltered mind transformed lurking pest in need of a-cid;
I died three weeks ago, coincide my last wish.

Shattered my image, end life with cursed fists
Martyr the birth less, coincide my first wish...