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Sleepwalking MAG
At night, I escape
in my drowsy stupor I roam the hallways.
I take long scalding showers and wake up all red and spotted;
I flick the lights on and off for hours;
I climb onto balconies and yell about nothing at all.
At night, I sleepwalk
all the stress of my day is let out in the darkness.
I scare others but petrify myself,
because that girl sleepwalking down the hall isn’t me.
She is all of my fear; my hopes; my anguish;
my loves and my annoyances;
everything that is me wrapped up into one:
But that girl sleepwalking down the hall isn’t me.
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Amazing work. I sleepwalk too, but somehow I think that it isn't exactly what you are getting at. This is deep, and I feel I would have to re-read it several more times and sleep on it (pun not intended) to fully grasp it. I love poem like this. :)
~Laurel
i adore this poem. i can totally relate. brilliant work i love it, i'll check out your other stuff. i love the way you write it reminds me of my writing a bit. i love your ending line, they're always the most important to me when i write and this just sums it all up in one i love it, good job :)
xoxo
