Mediocre Poems

four AM

Heartbeats and loud music

Soft voice, but I still hear you

Days come and go, intervals move

Heart beating rapidly

Sad music, have you talking telepathically

I don't know why, we have these feelings

Sometimes I do know, but I don't understand it

I grow older, the feels aren't dying, but I'm slowly dying

One day I'll be gone, spirituality in the air

Antique lovers, we never grow old of each other

Four AM

heartbeats

Loud music

Sad music