What do you think of this poem, In my room at midnight?

Question

In my room at midnight I can hear the leaves rustling the branches banging against my window Inside the house my cat meows wanting to be held by someone someone she loves The nightless sky still over shadows all that lay beneath it The wind blowing the trees back and forth The tree sways from one side to the next I hear the wind blowing outside my window My parents stay up and talk so it's not totally quiet yet It will be shortly In my room at midnight you could the footsteps of a loved one gone The moaning the sorrow these all come together in the brink of midnight As I lie here on my bed I look up and see the shadows the depths of an eerie soul that can't rest As I close my eyes I can hear the two ghosts walking the halls. The boards creek who's out there Is anyone there I sit up tucked in my little corner on my bed wondering what is it or whather who is it Is it my imagination or is something really out there I shiver with fright Am I going to be alive or dead when the sun breaks

I didn't have enough characters to work with that is why it's like a long run on poem anyways it's about my grandparents that have passed on and I wrote this 6 1/2 years ago.

Answer 1

You can always continue it in the additional details section. Next time use the punctuation, it can make a big difference.

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Answer 2

Very deep. But i really enjoyed it. Nice job. I wrote one when my aunt passed last august and i got it published and they read it at her funeral. Nice job!
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Ashley