Midnight
- johnny100402
- Oct 25, 2023
- 1 min read
At 11:59 a day is nearly done
At 11:58 Fear of tomorrow sets in
At 11:57 Sleep has been attempted for a half hour.
Midnight falls at 12, A new day has begun.
At 12:01 sleep arrives, noise stops
This sleep begins peacefully
Yet it doesn't stay that way...
The moment replays
The moment that turned a boy into a man.
For hours,
the man is forced into a torturous loop.
The man sees the event that scarred him, from every angle
except his own.
At 7:30 an alarm rung
the man quickly awakens,
sobbing.
I really like your use of time in this poem. It can be a little tricky writing time in both numbers and written forms and making it make sense. You pull it off clearly though. My favorite parts were the first and last stanzas. I like how you gave every sentence/minute its own feeling and idea.