Insomnia

Brain foggy
Clarity gone
What once was clear
Is now undone

He is now the King
And I his lowly servant
Awake to kiss his ring
And awe at all his power

Mere Remedies and potions
Can’t release his royal snare
His Queen and royal servants
Are around me, always there

What can I do to please him
To release me from this state
Slowly the time it passes
And still there’s no abate

I belong to him now
My vision crimson red
I have no fight left in me
Good Night, I’m off to bed!

©JNijs2015

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