Un Lecteur Minuit Bas De la Route Rockville

I went on a drive Thursday night.
The rolling hills catching my sight.
I was filled with wonderment.
Oh how I adore,
my heart ready to soar.

I felt lost in my mind,
I had no miracle or sign,
I lost the time.

The wind whipping through my hair brought me back.
The cold air igniting a fire, and picking up the slack.
The music pulsing through the car,
Keeps my dreams close,
and the demons afar.

I went down the mountain,
and felt full as if I drank from
The never-ending fountain.

-N

Un Mauvais RĂªve

I woke from a horrible dream.
It has me frayed at the seams.
I’m unstable,
unsure,
and unclear.

A pair of hands kept choking me,
People were dying,
No one could hear me crying.
I think that’s what scared me the most.

Not the fact that I couldn’t breathe;
Not the fact that I could see the devil himself seethe;
It was the the simple realization that no one could hear me.

Isn’t that what we fear the most?
No one to hear us in times of trouble,
and be able to come close?

I look for peace in a song,
But even Haim can’t help me in this circumstance.

It seems I am helpless,
sleepless,
restless.

So I keep running.
I keep running.

-N

A Pitch-Black Realization

There’s a darkness,
That lives in me.
I try to keep it at bay.
But these heartless people,
this compassionless world,
has birthed the evil inside me,
And kept the joy and mirth at bay.

You say to me,
Nicole don’t be that way,
Nicole it’s all just hearsay,
Nicole, Nicole Nicole.

No!
YOU were supposed to help me sleep!
YOU were supposed to keep the peace!
But I digress.

No one can be your happiness.
This world will take advantage,
But I’ll manage.

You will see,
No one can be,
As cruel as a woman such as me.
You’ll agree,
Beg and plea!

But too late the queen has been unveiled,
hanging the next victim,
from the silk tree.

-N