Sitting Silently



Awake after the midnight hour

Sitting up and thinking to myself

As I feel as if

I am alone and standing in

An isolated tower

With no one else

Except for self

Quietly present

And my voice muted

Needing to be here now

And no one to dispute it

Alone with my thoughts

Buried deep inside my head

Not voicing them out loud

Because they are better off

Staying inside instead

There in the darkness of the room

And on the edge of the bed

Looking out of the window

That lies ahead

Watching in silence

As the moonlight shines overhead

And regularly

Enjoying this night ironically

As I sit here silently


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Writings By MCM