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Night Dread

In the stillness and darkness of the night

I lay in my bed and my thoughts begin to wonder

I wonder what is life really all about

Wonder what lies ahead

Wonder how and when will it end

Wonder, wonder, wonder into the unknown

Unsettled with uncertainty

Dread and anxiety fill my being

My heart beats a little faster and louder

My head feels cloudy and light

I don’t like the uneasiness l feel

Distraction is needed

Until l fall asleep again

The comfort of daylight arrives 

No more uncertainty , no more dread

No more thoughts of the unknown to wonder

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Rowena Velasco

Date: 8/7/2025 3:04:00 AM

This is super real, Deb. That late-night overthinking spiral? You nailed it. The shift from dread to peace with daylight hitting — felt that. It’s simple, honest, and hits home.

Jennifer Proxenos

Date: 4/27/2025 4:42:00 AM

I often wonder about when the end comes but just hope and pray that it is with my dearest husband, because I can't think of life without him, we both think the same, but life has it's curved balls and throws them around unbeknown to each one of us. Excellent thoughts and write as always Deb. Hugs and blessings, Jennifer.

Deb M
Date: 5/12/2025 1:14:00 PM

I feel the same way jennifer with my husband…..scary thought….thank you always! Debx

Terry Flood

Date: 4/26/2025 4:53:00 PM

I think, Deb, that most of us get this. I like to think that life is something to be grateful for even having. We don’t have to achieve or excel… just appreciate the absolute, unadulterated miracle of our being. The odds against any one of us actually existing ‘as us’ were infinitesimal. As for our end; I cling to this… the thoughts and feelings that we had one year before we were born is precisely how we’ll feel when we’re gone… and one day we may be an oak! This is where David K joins in ;-)

Deb M
Date: 5/12/2025 1:15:00 PM

Thats very deep Terry…..lm not sure how l feel about being Oak! Ha….thanks….Debx

Jay Narain

Date: 4/25/2025 10:29:00 AM

I try to stop thinking before I sleep. It gives me sound sleep. Nice poem.

Deb M
Date: 4/25/2025 2:05:00 PM

Easier said than done Jay Ha! Thanks....Debx

Paul Willason

Date: 4/24/2025 5:34:00 PM

Quite a profound poem Deb, very moving...describing an inner landscape cranked up to an almost claustrophobic intensity by the surrounding dark. Thankfully the arrival of daylight signals transition. You have captured those universal questions we sometimes ask ourselves in the lonely silence before sleep. Take care my dear friend.

Deb M
Date: 4/25/2025 4:19:00 AM

Thankyou Paul your thoughts mean a great deal to me ! Debx