Midnight Poem by Dylan Govinda

When everyone is sleeping and the soft music starts,
And the streetlights are dripping with an eerie haze -
Somewhere, something out there (in the wild) calls to me.
It keeps me from sleep, keeps me from dreaming, keeps me just out of reach...
Staked to this unbearable hypnosis! This sickness.
For hours on end I walk the floor, hearing every sound, feeling every draft and vibration, smelling every perfume and tasting every poison; my senses are awake, I am a savage in these moments.
In these moments I cannot seem to hide my torment nor can I find strength enough to rise, to rise from this floor! This floor I've been walking all night, while everyone sleeps and the soft music fades into darkness.