waking up at night...

I look around,
It’s all dark
In the room beside
People sleeping
Soft-sound-easy breathing
But I am up,
I am awake…
Its 12 o’clock
Staring into the darkness:
Searching a way out of it…
- my inner darkness though
Is more horrible
Than this impostor’
I feel hollow inside’
Like there is no ground beneath my feet
Surrounded by shattered hopes broken dreams
Horror, the ruler, takes it seat.
If I don’t wake up tomorrow
It is no wonder:
For I sleep with a pillow
And there is poison under….


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Comments
it sucks to be unhappy
nice poem
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I can't tell you how much I've experienced this. It can be intense & overwhelming."For I sleep with a pillow And there is poison under..." great line!. Thanks for sharing.
I too feel this way sometimes.... most times..... lately... all the time...
i like this poem!!! keep sharing!!!
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now this is wonderful.....nice description!!!
last linesss are great...wow!!
lovd reading it!!!