Insomnia

When insomnia takes hold, the human mind will sometimes settle into a rhythm of rotation between being half-asleep and fully awake.  It is during this ebb and flow that the thoughts of a sane man shift to those of the man who's very soul is a battle ground of good and evil.  It is during these periods of lucidity that man can glimpse the war between the demons and those sent to protect.  

When I first began to think I was seeing things, I chalked it up to my lack of sleep and unhealthy diet. The second time, I knew the cause to be deeper.  As I walked to class, the clanging of celestial swords filled my ears.  The grunts and strains of battle filled each doorway and alcove.  When I looked to the sound, I glimpsed the deep, blood red of the dark forces and the blinding light of the Host.  Now I more often see them everywhere I look.  My every step must split the combatants and provide each a temporary respite. 

I am sitting in my chair looking out of the front door and I catch a tear that has leaked out of the corner of my eye.  I cant really tell if I am awake or asleep.  I only know of the dread that is beginning to fill my heart.  Each night as I look out the door, I realize that the flashes of white and the song of the Host are starting to fade.  My tear falls in the night, not for myself, but in realization that the world will soon be lost.