When it's 12.00
The darkness in me comes out
My thoughts, they become melancholic
As dark as a sky without its stars
I think of everything at once
Like when I was depressed
Or when I was once betrayed
Or the time I felt lost
I think about my tragedies
I think about my past
I just don't know why I do that
It's catastrophic
My heart shatters
To a million pieces
And I struggle to put them back again
It consumes my time
And when I'm done
It happens again and again
Every midnight
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Random Rumination
Poetry| #53 in poetry 20/2/2018 | ---------- ❝I like it. Maybe it's because my words look better on paper. Or because my lips fail to utter my words. ❞ - Phadwa : 0| My ink
