Do you ever sit in bed late at night
when everyone else is sleeping?
Dreaming of what should be,
and what living would be like
Late at night when the world is silent.
Just you, sitting up and peering at the darkness
like it'd your only friend
and only comfort in the world
The light of the world has gone for now
and the sound of life is missing in this moment.
It's that emptiness at 3 am
that chill in the air that warms you to the bone
when you realise that this is life.
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Emotional Release
PoesiaThese are poems that really mean something to me. I work quite hard on them and they explain the raw emotions that i am feeling at the time they are written. If i am sad, they help me feel better, if i am angry, they are a release and if i am happy...
