those late nights

44 4 0
                                    

it is on those late night
where i feel every emotion at once.

those late, late nights
where i do nothing but question myself.

those late, one am nights
where i lie awake thinking all too much.

those terribly late two am nights
where i want nothing more then to forget everything.

those incredible three am nights
where my mind is on an endless buzz,
an endless rush
an endless trudge.

those four am nights
where worry seeps into my skin.

a.l.m

roses | poetryWhere stories live. Discover now