3:00 AM

There’s something still broken 

That can’t be fixed on my own

A different kind of heartache 

I can feel it in my bones


It’s almost past the midnight 

The clock has struck three

Happiness seems to be drifted

Far, furthest away from me


Wandering through his memories

The demons have come along 

I’m drowning in him tonight 

Listening to our favourite song 


Urging me to keep awake

While the whole world is asleep

This darkness feels like home

And in silence the sorrows weep


Staring at the blank ceiling 

I dream us with wide open eyes

Trapped in these illusions

And a whirlpool of cruel lies


I wrap my arms around me

“He’s not coming back”, I hush

Rocking myself back to sleep

Before the early dawn’s blush


-Audrey. C

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