Her heart was beating so fast.
And the pain from her eyes blast.
She was deep in a thought.
Figuring out how much has she fought.
Sudden fireworks gave her a shock.
She was scared to death seeing a flying chawk.
In the dark room alone she was scared.
Even though she couldn't but she still bared.
In the middle of night.
Her teary eyes shined so bright.
Her thoughts were unclear.
And yet another shock was about to premier.
THE END
YOU ARE READING
2am
PoetryThe title of the story is the time i wrote this poem. In this poem i referred as "She" to me. I wrote what i was actually feeling at the middle of night. Hope you guys like it. Please comment if you like it.
