Challenge
I'm posting this at midnight. Write a poem about your late nights, your aches, your laughs, your last thoughts before sleep, your dreams. Write about the way you feel, especially if right now is a late night.
Alone With My Misgivings
This misty hour
My thoughts grow sour
The shadows devour
From my dreams I cower
When I'm all alone
And the sun has gone
The night drops like a stone
And chills to the bone
In the darkness of my mind
Not a bright thought I can find
I pull and watch my life unwind
I am to myself the most unkind
Even if I sleep I know
That I will wake tomorrow
And I will do it all again, so
I should probably just let it go