Those Brown Eyes

I. 2 A.M.

Just a warning to y'all, if you read this on a computer it might look a little funky because I write on my phone usually, so don't hate me lmao. (Enjoy my shitty poetry ✌💕)

P.S. I recommend listening to the songs I add to these as well, it will give the poems a little more feeling or something idk

It's 2 A.M. and I'm wide awake. You are the sole thought of my mind, and that irks me. Why the hell should I suffer when you are flying freely like a bird without a care in the world?

It's 2 A.M. and my heart and lungs are on fire, burning with the unshed tears and my mouth is a smokestack, reeking of the sour taste that was once your sweet kiss.

It's 2 A.M. and I can't breathe. Should I even bother trying to anymore? Isn't it funny how air can surround you, but it is impossible to breathe in no matter how hard you try?

It's 2 A.M. but my eyes are bleeding, sirens send their wailing screams into the air. I'm choking on memories of you, refusing to move on with my life. Tears soak through my skin and into the deepest parts of my soul, scarring my insides.

It's 2 A.M. and I can't figure out for the life of me why my nails are cracking or why my blood is freezing slowly in my veins. It starts as a chill in my toes and fingers and works its way into my soul like a virus.

It's 2 A.M. and everything reminds me of you, from the shadows on the walls, to the scent of my pillow—tears and my shampoo.

It's 2 A.M. and I am dying, splayed out, twitching, but only on the inside. Outside, I am forced to continue to live and breathe even though all I want is peace.

It's 2 A.M. while the rain hits my window, pattering against it as if begging to be let in. I think about opening it and feeling it on my skin to remind me that I'm not a ghost. But I stay still, blinking and listening to the rain matching the rhythm of my own heartbeat.

It's 2 A.M. and my eyelids are finally drooping, in a few moments I will be asleep, dreaming of a life with you still in it.