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.