10 O'ClockA Poem by Jessica JeanI forgot how quickly Ten o’clock creeps about First you’re dreaming and musing Then it’s upon without a sound
And every late-goer knows That before he can count Eleven is swiftly here Carrying midnight soon about
And then it is one And you try to fall deep Deep into dreaming Deep into sleep
But that’s when thoughts rush in As the mind tries to out When you try hardest to suppress But they always leak out
The obsessions by night Live as thoughts during the day Gathering scenarios and “ifs” For at nighttime to play
A theatre of dreams Acts about in my head As I slumber safe in the audience Safe in my bed © 2013 Jessica JeanReviews
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StatsAuthorJessica JeanNYAboutI'm 19 from Long Island. Poetry is my muse, my best friend, and where I feel most myself. When I finish a poem, I feel like I've put a shining star down on paper. more..Writing
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