Wake up to another empty room.
The city sounds try to drift you back to sleep,
but you know that you cannot get the peace that you desire.
Without him next to you,
you find yourself waking up at 3 A.M. most nights.
A time for the broken-hearted,
trying to find comfort in solitude.
The stars shine their brightest to try to light up your dark room,
but nothing seems to work.
Go through the motions,
and prepare for another sleepless night.
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META
PoetryWhen the metamorphosis came, I was not ready. Change is not easy, when you're too young. My brand new wings sprouted from behind me, it burned like hell, but I stayed strong. There was people that needed me, dreams that I needed to complete. I could...
