Wednesday, May 2, 2007

2:01AM

2:01AM.
Almost symbolic.. this first minute of the 'true' morning passes over me sending a chill up my spine.
I sit in pure silence, or what is pure silence to me.
To anybody else, it would be the whirr of hard drives and the clicking of switches.
I reflect on my day.. pausing once in a while to bask in my overwhelming silence.
The others are asleep, or what sleep has become. An escape from the stress of being awake.
I however, do not abandon my consiousness as easily as them.
I choose to hold onto it with the force of the jaws of life itself.
Even when I do fall victim to slumber, my mind forces me into vivid hallucination.
What sleep has become to me, is a game I force myself to win because of sheer neccesity.
If I were able to abandon all of my regiment against it's attack on my awareness, and succumb to it..
I would be more lost than I am now.
2:02AM.
Time seems to slow as I stare at the seconds moving through me.
Or am I moving through them?
My mind is sadly fatigued with memories of the day that has come to pass,
And then events that have happened.
Still my fingers are compelled to click these switches.
2:03AM.
If I were to count every minute from now, until I fall.. Oh how I wish I could.
Just to know that I have beaten my demon for that long is an amazing victory.
I am enticed by the lush goddess before me.
Come with me she says. Into my world.
My better judgement tells me to ignore the goddess.
But she grows more beautiful and lustful with each passing minute.
2:04AM.
My efforts seem to weather her attempts at me for one solitary moment.
But this moment has come to pass, and another has arisen.
This one that seems even harder to brave.
My eyes grow weary of their current state.. and start to rebel against me.
When I need them most, they seem to wane in vigor.
The goddess seems evermore closer and warmer now.
I fear I am fighting a losing battle.
My thoughts seem to meld together in this fight.
And my reality churns and changes.
Blurs and becomes more virally corrupted.
With every passing second.
Good night.
2:05AM.

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