1:30 a.m.

1:30 a.m.

A Poem by TayPay
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An Ode to us who's minds are never at rest.

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Alas, again
the day is set 
the light above is being lured,
another day come and gone
another right another wrong
no more chaos to be endured

Once again, I'm here, myself
while the world here is 
sound sleeping,
I clear my mind 
and dream a dream
and am content with the company I'm keeping

The night sky is clear,
I close my eyes, and have no fear

Sometimes I sit and listen 
to the night
her hearts lone cry,
relating in the same
evading poising pain
swallowing down deeper, the life gone awry

but just like the setting sun,
I fear my fear has won

These nightly thoughts
depriving my sleep
as I drowsily ponder,
putting my stresses at bay
and my worries away
I simply let my mind wonder

Contemplating the above
and if I believe in Love
or just what lies beyond tomorrow?
The complexity of time
and if it's even worth a dime
or more of it can we solely barrow?

At peace in my own realm, as the people go to bed,
I simply die to myself, and live inside my head.

© 2010 TayPay


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An insomniac's tale and thoughts go flowing. Wonderfully related and portrayed through words.

Posted 13 Years Ago


I know well the feeling of being awake while the world around slumbers. I am more a night person by nature anyway... I'd love to have a schedule where I sleep during the day... This was a nice write about the nature of insomnia and contemplation, perhaps a small amount of revision would streamline it a bit. The last lines resonate, however... and that's what stays with the reader anyway...

Posted 13 Years Ago


fabulous ending to a lovely write at 1:30 am. The muse is a nocturnal creature.

Posted 13 Years Ago


This was pretty good. Some of the spots in the middle were a little drab, but for the most part, this had a certain spark of beauty.

Your prose was a good choice for what you were trying to convey. The words came out and spoke quite well.

Your opening was a solid hook and your ending was a fantastic finish. Your ending is actually the best thing I've read in quite some time. "I simply die to myself, and live inside my head."

That's so hauntingly beautiful. Well done.

Posted 13 Years Ago


This was AMAZING! WOW! I won't believe if this doesn't have like, 100 reviews in say, the next 100 views. What you speak is true and felt by a lot of people, me being one of them. This was so well played and structured, I have no reason to criticize. It sums up my many of my thoughts in such a beautiful flow of words.

Living inside your head is an amazing way to end this, it really shows that you know what you're talking about.

I think this piece is the best example of having experience to write good poetry, I truly am 100% certain that you have been through this phase.

Keep it up--this belongs in the "Popular Writing" category.
Beautiful stuff man- even with its sadness.

Posted 13 Years Ago



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Added on October 30, 2010
Last Updated on October 30, 2010
Tags: Sleep, Dreams, thoughts

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