2am,
is where my thoughts go haywire.
where everything feels wrong,
and that my mind feels unsettled.
as if I am a lost spirit,
trying to find that certain something
that I've lost.
where I wander up and down,
searching, but still, its lost.
I don't know when I'll feel whole
again,
but I hope when I do,
it'll feel like I've revived,
freedom.
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wonderstruck
Poetryjust another poet with feelings she has kept and now poured out onto this book