Skip to content
Linespedia

In the Mirror

By Phred

Topics: Poetry Source: AllPoetry Original source

The long sleepless night, tossing turning unable to drift into the dreams you crave     (or the nightmares you fear) Long looks at the ceiling, hoping to find insight among the cracks in the plaster, worried that last night was a disaster and that she won't call you back as promised.... Snap the light on long enough to stumble to the john, seeing your dark-ringed eyes stare back at you questioning your every move and decision in that horrorshow you called a date "What were you thinking?" The eyes ask through the reflection. And while you actually consider answering the question.... the rational part of your mind flicks off the light switch and you stumble back to bed, bludgeoned by exhaustion yet so afraid to sleep... So afraid to sleep already knowing the zombie-esque day to follow a semi-hallucinatory experience (Surreality?) and your churning mind won't shut off a perpetual motion machine of thoughts, fears, ideas, and concepts. More than anything else if you could pull out your brain and let it run around on its own. you know you could get some sleep...... Written November 7th, 2001 © on Nov 07 2001 12:37 PM PST   18 • 0 • 10

AI analysis available. Enable JavaScript to interact.

About this line

"The long sleepless night,..."

Attribution & Rights

Author:Phred

Source:AllPoetry

"The long sleepless night,..." by Phred

For usage rights, copyright concerns, or to report an issue with this content, please visit our Copyright & Report page.

Classified Tags

Related lines

"The headstone is in the corner of the small plot just behind the tiny church with the white steeple it’s edges are chipped and worn and the flowers in front of it have lost most of their petals and I..."

"Stolen images tiny fragments of vision patterns of color and shape coming together, falling apart muffled noises under the haze a cry, a piercing note the scent of cinnamon a whiff of your perfume ..."

"Is that all you have for me......... A long walk into the night,     so confusing, The illusion -- or mere confusion --  is not retreating like I've been taught it would when I'm wrapped ..."

"crisis time.... Finding myself in trouble all the time unsure what to do, where to go chasing my tail constantly forgoing rational thought..... Can’t slow down to see what’s happeneing the other thr..."

"Staring out at the camera, she waits patiently any contact so far? Cat in the bed, making sure you can’t claim it’s territory And it has no outside interest, but her.... Bare legs swing on the edg..."

"Does it trouble you to think of me... ...as something you desire... ...though you sit there in your phermone suit and slap away the drones who hover about your feet and you act unconcerned about the..."

Phred

About Phred

Full Bibliography
Continue Reading

"The headstone is in the corner of the small plot j..."

Weekly Poetic Insight

Join our literary Sanctuary

Get the most inspiring lines, poetic analysis, and secret shayaris delivered to your inbox every Sunday.