3am

It's 3am and my thoughts run rampant...

It's 3am and while the world is asleep

My heart is buried deep

It's 3am and I'm writing and dying

It's 3am and I'm flying

3am..

People are honest, fair and vulnerable now

I see not how

Perception of the veil is at it's finest

Maybe I can end it 

Make shallow love useless and force those who haven't  to move on

It's 3am and I'm drowning

Like a rock I sink to the bottom

The world is asleep and I'm awake

It's 3am but I'm not alone..

My thoughts are awake too

It's 3am.

Reviews

[Correspondence]

Very insightful; spare us a moment to divulge the colors of this piece~~

[Evan M.]

It really was 3am. My head tneds to be alive at that time, not wanting to be quiet so I can sleep.

[Correspondence]

Completely agree ;)
Oh insomnia you vile beast

[Evan M.]

Yes indeed, but most of my writing comes at night so it's double edged