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Feb 2014
I am a human being.
Sometimes I feel I have to
Reiterate
The fact
That I am human.
The other night I woke up
At three thirty four
To be exact.
From a nightmare
Of irrational fears,
And hallucinations.
I laid in bed
In fear
Of my own sanity.
Yet,
As I laid there,
Shaking,
I realized.
I was alone.
It was almost four in the morning,
And I had no one to call.
My best friend?
She has problems of her own.
My boyfriend?
In a different time zone,
Three thousand, seven hundred, and sixty-eight miles
From home.
I was completely,
And utterly,
Alone
With
My
Demon
Thoughts.
Written by
Victoria Mogolis
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