Haze

It’s all just hazy 

Another sleepless night

Rambling by dark corridors

Can’t even feel fright

This sensation at best is shaky 

So here we go again

This is just a simple prose

No spices or herbs 

The lights are out 

Don’t expect brilliance 

Don’t expect the end of doubt

One dose of spiked tea

Revelations still won’t come

In darkness looking 

Find myself ignoring the answers

Drowning in the existence sea

All the questions coming at once

Listen, dear

My only conclusion 

Something surprisingly peaceful 

Chaotically aligned 

Yet simple and clear 

I’ve managed to sand down what’s grainy

Realization smacking me blind

Life is nothing but a trunk full of crazy.