Two Stage Account of Neurosis

By: AzBi

Some dreams are filled with thoughts

So vague, that I could not see

Thoughts not dark, yet terrifying

Uncertainties

Doubts

Frustrations

Crossed my mind

Left me wondering

Wandering nervously on

Dilapidated images of

My wild imagination

Profusely bleeding unfinished paintings

On my walls

Depict the past in details unknown

Alas, a sound familiar

My foolish fears subdued

I opened my eyes

And you were there