Midnight Thoughts
A Stream of Consciousness Poem
I lay—half-groggy—in my bed
My dog beside me, head tucked away
The TV glowing in the midnight daze
Smartphone beyond my reach, if I just stretch—
No, too far, too much to ask
I let the muted noises of the town wrap around me
Lull me toward a restless sleep—
Roar!
A motorcycle rushes by
(Geez, Mister, haven’t you considered the time of night?)
My eyes stare into the near-darkness
My head vibrates with thoughts from the day—
Did I work enough? Will I have enough money?
Will I ever be a writer again?
Is this all…
…all that I am meant to be?
Spiraling spiraling spiraling
My thoughts spiral towards that darkest place
That even the light of the TV cannot brighten
Please help me
I cry into the night
Please help me
About the Creator
Stephanie Hoogstad
With a BA in English and MSc in Creative Writing, writing is my life. I have edited and ghost written for years with some published stories and poems of my own.
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Do you ever get sidetracked when writing? I do. I think it must be in the nature of the creative mind to draw connections and have a need to explore them. Since the World Wide Web became established in the 1990s, this has become a lot easier to do. The phenomenon being described as ‘going down a wormhole.’ Sometimes a distraction, but I have written some of my best work when I have disappeared down one web wormhole or another. It also happened in the days when most of my research was book based so we can't blame it on the internet. Book research was just slower. These days, guided by my AI friend, it is much, much quicker.
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RELATABLE!!
Relatable... love that I'm not the only one!
I'm hearing this!
Excellent stream of consciousness writing, Stephanie, but I wonder how you got inside my head! I love how this reveals that nighttime purge of thoughts, that daily surrender, but that darkness is all too real.
Great string of things that happen