Midnight Run

Up In the stars

High as a kite

Over the City

I leave when everyone's sleeping

I'd run away

I'd run away with you

It's the same every summer.

My brown eyes refuse to close.

The wild is wide awake.

The clock stikes midnight and I'm wanting to peel off clothes.

It's just too hot.

Too hot to sleep.

Too warm to dream.

If I open my window the trains will wake me.

The birds will mock me.

Moths will fly onto my pillow and bug me to be set free.

But the starry sweet air outside is calling.

I can't look down.

If I do, I'll miss a shooting star.

It's August now.

I hate August.

It's the last full month of summer.

The death of my only warmth is upon me.

I want to run.

I want to run away.

Would you run with me?

Let's go.

12 am is never what it seems.

The world is shadowed in magic and mist.

Street lights conquer the darkness.

This magic is mine to love.

I know it won't last.

Time can be cruel.

The surrender to sleep is on it's way.

Yet it's time to charge head first.

Head first into the middle of the night.

I'll try to bolt from what's clogging my head space

Memories.

Aches.

Missing someone.

Wanting someone

Nerves.

Worries.

Hunger.

Shame.

Lust.

Sleep.

Here It comes....

That wave of fatigue.

It hits like a wall and I give in.

I give in because I love my dreams.

They'll stop me from a midnight run.

but I've got nothing to lose..

and It's only just begun.

Reviews

[ANM]

Night can be invigorating with or without sleep... Great writing!

[Sebastian Falzarano]

I like the night time. Especially when it is raining. It is calming and relaxing to watch the sky and smell the rain. Washes away all my worries.

[hanir]

Oftentimes I wish for an uninterrupted marvelous slumber. I love your piece right there!

[Forest Green]

Sleep games, what a novel idea for a poem.

Very interesting and enjoyable read.