To Sleep or Gaze

To sleep or gaze

Through this seemingly almost pleasant haze

A mist that conveniently blurs the realisation

Of cruelty and procrastination

And as the opaqueness quells this loathing

There is just me, under very light clothing

O, how these knots are hazardous to the intent

 Outwitting the personal revenge, its planning spent

However, there is no opportunity to succumb

As the alternative is too dumb

For ‘twas neither passion nor age

But whole life disaffection that wrote this page

Comforted oft by silicon love, coated by motes of dust

The traces of me in skin, are lost like trust

My time runs short and the search for reason fails

So, as inevitability overwhelms, this world pales

And for those on one side of the drama

Played you any small role in hereof trauma?

©HeyHey Friday 14^thDecember 2018