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My Eclectic Night

A Weird Poem

By Katherine DockeryPublished 2 years ago 1 min read

At night, I sit and drink wine and vape unknowing of what will come out of my brain.

‘On Paper’

My thoughts are filled with my exhausting day, my dreams, my hopes, my fears…

My anxieties, my ‘what if’s…

My uncertainties baffle me. Shouldn’t I have it all together at my age? I should be farther in life…I should be wiser, smarter, stronger, richer, better.

But I’m not. I’m just me. And I’m here, in my own little world.

Second Glass

My anxieties fade away to happier thoughts. I romanticize and think of stories I could write. Maybe they would be good. Maybe they would flop. I won’t know unless I write them.

So, I start. My idea is born on the electronic lit up paper and…

It’s crap.

I write something else, but it just doesn’t feel right. At least I’m not thinking about my ‘what ifs’ when I write.

Third Glass

What was I writing about?

About the Creator

Katherine Dockery

I'm broken and a work in progres but I'm thankful I can live through my writings. Hopefully someone can relate and it helps them too.

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