Late at night

First

Before I start this poem or whatever it turns into, I want to give a little background as to what was going on. I like giving background before just jumping into something like this.

I was laying there talking to my partner online because that’s the only way I can most of the time. I see this person once every 2 weeks usually. For me, that’s a difficult reality because of my lack of security.

Don’t get me wrong, my partner has been good to me and everything’s going great; I just am always scared of something happening that I can’t control. I like being able to control things.

Next

This person spent hours last night trying to calm me down. There was time spent by my partner telling me something that spoke to him. It was about not letting yourself get worked up over things you can’t control.

For me, it’s not a matter of not understanding it, but a matter of insecurity. This person is the only friend I have left that I trust. It’s that simple; Also that complicated. All at the same time.

Those are just some details I wanted you all to understand before I continue with this post. Thank you for reading and if you finish, any feedback is welcome.

Late at Night

I’m awake in my bed;

I’m unable to sleep.

This goes on and on;

It goes on for hours.

I lay there;

Tears in my eyes;

Mind constantly working;

It continues into the night.

Minutes turn to hours;

everyone else leaves;

I’m left alone;

darkness consumes me.

One person tries to help;

they aren’t sure how;

I’m not either;

I feel helpless.

Sometimes I sleep;

sometimes I can’t;

It’s an endless cycle;

It goes on often.

Do you know the feeling?

The feeling of loneliness;

you have the perfect person;

life is going good, but

you feel alone at night.

That sinking feeling;

you feel guilty for;

think to yourself:

“What’s wrong?

My life is perfect”

I’m young, but

I ask this:

This feeling I speak of,

Do you know it?

Have you felt it?

This feeling late at night.

Finally

I know this is a slightly rough poem, but I wrote it when I was feeling alone one night. I was talking to my partner over the internet until they fell asleep, but I couldn’t sleep. It wasn’t meant to be the most polished, it’s just meant to relate.

Let me know what you think. Thank you for reading.