2AM

Here we are once again

Under constant blue lights

Of my safe space

The chest begins to cave in

mind has becomes dim

the moon shines

contrast between the

The outside and inside of me

They can’t seem see the same view

At least at this point of time

Water in my eyes

began to leave from the inside

On a sudden whim

Now I’m looking at whiteness

Above me

As my blanket weighs lightly

Over my body

My inner now has visitors

but I know they not going to stay

long

They have made an hotel of head

I have to make them checkout

By feeling, laying with the subconscious and conscious holding onto them so tightly

Everything is now equally pleasant

-Rie