My Midnight Walk

Just one of my fears

I awake in the middle of the night

Cold sweat, panting and eyes wide open

My senses heighten and brain on

 

Thoughts racing, speeding everywhere

Can’t seem to get a hold of one

Stop, I wish to know what you say

 

I get up and allow my eyes to adjust

The coldness of the floor on my feet

The grogginess has been swept away

 

I walk, the sound of creaking echoes

My breathing is the only other noise I hear

With a chill air flow around me

 

My glasses, where are they

Even if my eyes adjusted to the light

My vision will still have blurriness

 

With my glasses on, I walk straight

Stop at the door, open it

I continue my voyage, not looking back

 

I stop and turn to open the door

I finally reached my destination

I walk in, and breathe out everything I feel inside me

 

I stand in front of the mirror

A face peers back at me

I don’t flinch, but look back with disgust

 

How long has it been

I haven’t seen you in ages

Now look at you, old and decrypted

 

A horror washes over me

I realize this image, is me

An old man at death’s door

 

Waiting for it to open and welcome me in

I know I should not step in but I lost my will

I fought and tried so hard for so long

 

I give up, accomplishments are worthless

I never achieved what I wanted

And now I stand here defeated

 

I turn around and walk away

This night turned out the same as the last

A stare from a dead soldier, wishing me to join me

And I can’t find the opening to join him

 

Author's Note

Can you picture this or does this poem seem strange to you, let me know.