Nighttime Monster


Nighttime Monster


The monster within me raises its head—
     its power consumes me nighttime in bed.
It stirs up my mind with poison of dread
     and robs me of peace, conflicts me instead.

The monster within me sums up my day—
     to show outcomes in a negative way.
The pluses forgotten, soon shoved away,
     replaced by the angst that enters the fray.

In day, I respect my glass as half-full,
     but nighttime reverses and tries to pull
the good things away and what's meaningful,
     to show glass half-empty—so pitiful.

The monster within me makes me aware
     of things not accomplished, heightens despair,
and robs me of sleep while I coldly stare
     with eyes open wide; no rest to repair.

Sometime in the night, my monster lets go,
     as soothing slumber begins its sweet flow,
to wake in the morning able to know
     no monster now, just the new day's bright glow.

My negative monster wakes when I'm tired—
     no strength to fight back like when I am wired.
Please—hope for my new day—keep me inspired!
     Deflect counter thoughts my monster has fired!


Sandra M. Haight

~Honorable Mention~
Contest: My Monster(s)
Sponsor: Anthony Slausen
Judged: 10/13/2015
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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October 14, 2015 at 10:28 PM
Sandra, Congratulations on your awesome win. SKAT :)
A. Sharma Avatar
October 13, 2015 at 11:55 PM
Wonderful take on the theme Sandra with this superb winning write! Big congrats!
Allison Avatar
October 13, 2015 at 4:14 PM
Dropping back with my congrats Sandra:-) hugs Jan xx
Leiser Avatar
October 13, 2015 at 3:24 PM
I can relate to that negative monster, as well, Sandra. Everything seems worse at night, when anxieties and fears lurk their ugly heads, it seems. Great poem and congrats on your win :)
Cheema Avatar
October 13, 2015 at 11:27 AM
You know Sandra, it is only when we are weak that these horrifying monsters invade.Congrats on your win!
Dietrich Avatar
September 27, 2015 at 4:50 PM
very nicely done! In some ways it is like the poem I wrote, focusing halfway through mine on the negative things of our mind! those truly are the monsters for us all.
Haight Avatar
September 29, 2015 at 2:50 AM
Yes, they are, Andrea! Thanks for stopping by with your positive comment. Sandra
Callus Avatar
September 27, 2015 at 2:07 PM
It's true, Sandra; when we're tired we are more susceptible to worry and strain. That is why thoughts pile up and we are unable to sleep or rest. This is a lovely poem, and the rhyme is as good as always! // paul
Haight Avatar
September 29, 2015 at 2:49 AM
Hi Paul, thank you for your visit and supportive comment. Yes, this monster of mine is a bad thing! I appreciate your visit, as always! Sandra
Allison Avatar
September 26, 2015 at 7:08 PM
oh how I can relate to this one Sandra :-( I sleep so so badly these days am hoping once the house is sold some of the stress will be gone and maybe I can sleep better:-) good luck in the contest:-) hugs Jan xx 7
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