Midnight
Everyone else is tucked in tight
Silence fills the air
Suffocating in its stillness
Pacing, pacing, pacing
My thoughts racing
My heart going a mile a minute
There’s my bed…
I should be in it…
But I can’t sit still
Midnight
Everyone else is tucked in tight
Not a soul in sight
I roam the house
It’s the same in every room
Stale, silent air
I want to scream
Fill the void
The black hole that is my house
Devoid of any signs of life
But it’s midnight
And everybody enjoys their dreams
Except me
I’m drowning in my silent screams