it's 1:48 and I am alone
1:48 sitting at home.
at 1:48 some might still be out
but at 1:48 I'm inside my house.
at 1:48 my family's asleep
at 1:48 some kids count their sheep.
and at 1:48 I'm supposed to be fine
but 1:48 is too late in the night.
it's 1:51 and I'm still awake
because 1:51 is 4 minutes late
and 1:51 is continually hard
until 1:52 comes to give me more scars.
and 1:48 slowly becomes 3
and 3 shifts into the early morning.
soon 1:48 becomes another day
for 12 hours I say I'm okay.
and 1:48 is now 55
I know I should probably say goodnight
but I'll stay awake until who knows when
I'm losing each night time and time again.
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