Dawn’s Not Next To Night Poem by Jake Tadla

Amidst the room’s darkness
Eyelids force me to dream.
But sleep fairy’s not on route
Even during the wee hours.

Instead of a good night sleep
With snores I can’t deny
I had daydreaming
Even if it’s not day, but night.

The main character would always be you,
I don’t know why.
Maybe because you’re special,
Or maybe someone more.

Night’s throne is ended
But tonight, nothing’s next to it.
But, definitely, today’s a new day;
Another morning that came from dawn.

You’re still my dream
And will be retained forever.
More mornings to come ‘till exhausted
And I don’t know when I’ll wake up;
Or if I’ll wake up in one of them.
Not until my alarm clock’s loud enough.