2am Phobia

2am and I can't sleep...

Too many thoughts in my head
Too many words I wanna get out
But I can't speak
For I fear the result of things

I was forced to let out
Some of my thoughts today
But now I'm baffled by even more thoughts
And piles upon piles of questions

Curse my mind
For it is a dangerous thing
Leading me from one thought to another

Not to mention
The very soft scratching of a cat at the door
Or the slight creak of a board
Sends my mind through vivid horrifying thoughts that
Tonight, this shall be my night to die
Even just writing those words
At this time of night
In this silence
Seems to give them power

And I fear that power of words
And I use that power of words
And I loathe that power of words
How it sends my mind spiraling through thought
To keep me from slumber throughout the night

Perhaps it's best to retire back to my bed
And shake off this phobia
And stop mulling over these words
-- at least for the night

And that I shall do
For I can do no more
Sweetest of dreams to all who are currently bed-kept
And mention no more

> Overdrive

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Oct 6th 2008

Tags:: am dark and horror experimental human nature phobia
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This was originally actually a journal entry I made last night at like 2am but people thought it was very poem like so I kinda set it up like a poem and decided to post it.

So yeah. xD

Comments

Specter Says:

As I said with the journal, this is beautifully done Jenn! I can tell from reading this, as well as working my way through From Out of the Dark, that you've really begun to come into your own as a writer... I'm so proud of you! Keep up the great work Jenn, and... get some sleep, when you're feeling up to it.