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Midnight Verse

Racing thoughts into Midnight

By GuillermoPublished about a year ago 2 min read
Midnight Verse
Photo by Masaaki Komori on Unsplash

Midnight passed by the ticking clock,

stepping outside and climbing down the stairs to get to the front

yard being met solemn silence beginning to get lost in a train of

thought, staring out in the distance, once again

picturing a different life I’d hope to obtain sooner rather than later

Picturing that new life of hopping into a new career that’s sound

and stable while rekindling my senses to the once familiar surroundings

of my beloved hometown, what was before in the rearview mirror

and the content feeling of the joy of walking through another door to an

exciting chapter I’ve daydreamt about experiencing.

Nonstop, relentless, continuously on “repeat.”

One song that my brain is addicting to hearing over and over again,

I can see myself moving on with my four legged best friend, riding high on

the winds coasting through the freeway into the pictures that were

merely just “a fantasy” at one point.

Never knowing if it had any stance to become a reality

Never really knowing if it has material of being a tangible possibility to manifest, but I’m not going to stop wondering

Nothing can make me change my mind at this point.

The stars shining brightly as I breathed in and out to reclaim my faith once more, the thoughts of throwing in the towel before I started

evaporated from my mental space quicker than a flash.

I got lost in the visualization of what it would be like on the other side of the wall where everything I’m experiencing now is in the past,

only fading further and further away especially if I start to gain progress of

shaping my life closer and closer to my ideal as the days pass

Shaping my life to what I’ve been wanting it to be for the past ten months,

maybe even longer than that, thanking the stars above

Thanking the heavens above and singing a song of praise for the divine forces invisible to my senses but I know it’s there somewhere

Hoping to gain momentum and catch up for the last ten months where all of that time became lost

and became a repeating cycle of an unfulfilling chapter

What makes it easier to wake up in the morning is the hope for it to change

What’s going to make it easier to wake up in the morning is

the ambition to break

through the barriers that once stood firmly in my way

But this time I won’t run like a coward, I’ll stand my ground firmly before breaking

through into the newer levels I never thought I’d experience

Leveling up from being a warrior with

perseverance to a victor holding success,

For now, it’s time to retire into a midnight’s sleep.

excerptsFirst DraftFree VerseProseStream of Consciousnesssurreal poetry

About the Creator

Guillermo

Photographer, writer, poet.

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