The Middle of the Night Vibes

I'm in the space, after the dream Where something lingers, just a while Outside a place it can be seen No man's land, a place of exile Unaware if safe or hostile Taken on current, just downstream Maybe unjustified revile I'm in the space, after the dream Edges of light seem to crossbeam I see a phone but can't dial Accepted order to redeem Where something lingers, just a while Still, mind races, mile after mile Creating thoughts of disesteem Sleep becomes unending trial Outside a place it can be seen Straining at weak points, near the seam Where the light leaves, seal with a spile Trying to connect thought or theme No man's land, a place of exile As the night breathes with unseen guile Worry courses through the bloodstream The lost memories, still tactile Sense invisible, silent scream I'm in the space