The middle of night

Do you know that time when nothing seems real,

and the thoughts in your head do not match what you feel?

When thunderstorms rage in the dark of the night,

while at day life seems so awfully quiet.

When your voice turns silent the minute you scream,

and what used to make sense sounds like a fever dream.

And your reflection doesn’t even match your face,

while everyone you know disappears without a trace.

And you’ll still feel alone in a crowded room,

while the world will seem to be reaching its doom.

It will soon be too much for you to comprehend,

and all you can do is wait for it to end,

and worry too much about the mistakes you’ve made,

while you try to fix things even though it’s too late.

But don’t think too much about what they say,

and give them a chance before you push them away.

Because you can believe what you hear,

and take things as they appear,

but nothing can seem right,

if its the middle of night.