The chronicles of a visionist by nicholas ayoola oladehin

With eyes as red as blood

Am lost in a heart throbbing maze

Am feasting on my thoughts

Am caged in a cube

Destination yet unknown

I pinch myself to verify my status quo...

A dream?

Am seeing beta,

Am feeling alpha,

Am thinking gamma,

Yet my compass still reads north east...

This aint no dream!!!

The snow outside is still 8-inches thick,

My hearts still doing the triple beat,

For the fear of the unknown

In the mirror I still see me

Not a vampire even though it’s past twelve

My head bang sounds like a synchronised drum,

As I hear the distant echoes of sounds of a land called dream,

Where I believe I can find solace

And sleep forever

Clouding away the thoughts

That wades freely through my head

I see letters and numbers upside down

Jig-saw puzzles run through my head,

Silent blankness; utter dismay

Juggling thoughts that fail to answer the question why?

I beg sleep...please come take the pains away!!!!

Yet my mind remains flooded

With blood gushing through my veins

And eyes piercing through pitch darkness

Moments of truth stare me in the face

Memories of my past hunt me

My heart goes hollow

Am a tenant in an abyss

A choice-less prisoner without chains

Clad in a blanket, yet the cold makes it feel like rags

Am naked in my spirit; dead in my mind

Am void of peace and hope

I seek peace, something to trust in

Reality though stares me in the face

In my constant stagnant state of being in a limbo

Ive been told of a humble king

Whose words are printed in the holy book

He that assures me of the fear of no evil

Even when I venture through the valley of the shadows of death

He that prepares a table before me

In the very presence of my enemies

I dare to say that

‘’On this journey, on this mission, on this venture.....’’

He shall be my God.

(nicholas ayoola oladehin.....revised version Jan 2011)