i looked out the window and
saw death himself staring
at me, like he just saw a ghost.
i was surprised he didn't
recognize me, i call him every
night.
but this time, this time
was different.
it wasn't me who had called him.
it was finally my time to go.
YOU ARE READING
3 am thoughts
Poetry"3 am thoughts" is a book full of poems that i've created. The poems vary from love, breakups, finding yourself, and just basic life.
