Dark

Dark,
disturbing,
blood curdling screams,
dark,
nightmares,
frightening daydreams.
Daydreams where days do not seem to be reality.
A weird place in time,
a lost time in the garden of the mind,
a place not really being me,
a place not really being me,
a place far removed from me,
a place where I exist in a daze,
a crazy place,
a crazy place with hazy memories,
and such darkness,
and disturbing blood curdling screams,
and such dark nightmares and frightening daydreams,
daydreams where days do not seem to be reality,
the stress of modern life taking its toll,
upon the mind with a grinding regularity,
a grinding regularity leaving me worn out and weary,
a place far too often visited,
a place that I have no wish to be.
A place of recovery,
a place where I feel hollow and not truly me.