12 am nightmares
And their 12 am screams
Bring 1 am sweats and chills
And half way through I'm wishing you're holding me
2 am thoughts and
The conversations I wish I could forget
3 am tears and regrets
Flooding my brain with an endless sea of sadness
4 am pain
My stinging eyes and the ache in my chest
My memories of us and what we were
5 am release
As sleep takes over
6 am sunrise
7 am cleansing
The night's events washed away

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Confessions to: A Lost Love
Thơ caA series of poems that I've written about my feelings towards past relationships and previous significant others