Challenge
Midnight Confessions
Poetry only. Your interpretation.
Metaphorically Thinking
Twelve a.m,
Insecurities roll in.
Put a lighter to my thoughts,
up in smoke & burning.
12:05
full of doubt.
I wish my mind had a drain,
just like water in a tub, emptying.
12:10
Diverging my attention.
Looking towards the stars,
as a mariner on sea, navigating.
12:15
Thinking of you,
My wasted time, I bet lots on you,
how they do at casinos, gambling.
12:20
Too many what-if’s
I feel my brain start to rattle,
same as magic 8 balls, answering.
12:30
Recalling great memories
Laying here, replaying my past,
similar to a video tape, rewinding.
12:45
I am content.
Some times I’m not & then I am,
arguing with myself, debating.
One a.m,
Desperate for sleep.
My eyelids turn into blinds,
they slowly come down, closing.
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