#WritcoPoemPrompt37

In the quietest part of the night,
When you hover between dark and light,
Wondering if you can float away on dreams,
Hoping they won't turn into screams...
You lie within the darkest part of the planet,
While losing light of your latest dreaming enchantment,
Awake and alone, you exist among the creatures of night,
Who watch and listen as they stay out of sight,
The silence seems as if all life has left,
Could this be the moment just before death?
When the return to a familiar time starts slipping,
To be lost among the dead who dream of living,
Is this reality or has sleep taken back over?
The mystery has long been without full disclosure,
With everything today not being as it seems,
Maybe the life we perceive is merely but a dream.


© WaKeUpWoRLD