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Confined in my reverie

The best chance you'll ever have

By Jack_of_None_Published 3 years ago Updated 3 years ago 1 min read
Confined in my reverie
Photo by Илья Мельниченко on Unsplash

I woke up to the moon,

and it saw me staring back

The clock said half-past noon,

but the sky was all pitch black

I rack my head in search

Because I've been here before

Last time I had this feeling

I woke up on the floor

The last thought that I had

Is standing right in front of me

A chance to meet my enemy

Confined in my reverie

My heartbeat tries to blow

A whole right through my chest

My mind puts on a show

Puts my conscience to the test

I could let this moment go

And I'd never get a taste

I could be a better person

If I let it go to waste

But it's the best chance that I had

No one would know if I should grab

The handle and just let them have

The weight of cold steel in my hand

It wasn't easy as I thought

To watch the life drain from their eyes

In fact, when the body dropped

I was taken by surprise

Guilt washes over me

But comes and goes in waves

I'll tell nobody about my dream

I'll take it to the grave

I think of how grateful I am

To have had this escape

Relief will meet me with the sun

Shortly when I wake

Adrenaline starts to fade

In dreams, I'm always wired

I regret decisions that I made

Because I'm starting to feel tired..

surreal poetry

About the Creator

Jack_of_None_

I'm just here to find out if I'm any good. I'm open to, and in fact looking for feedback.

I write about things I'm not brave enough to talk about, and love doing it.

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  • Dana Stewart3 years ago

    Great entry, enjoyed this!

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