2.00 a.m’s mind race;
Running thoughts on a relay.
Life’s contemplations take the lead,
Rushing all the “whys” and the “what ifs,” to the finish line,
Before it becomes a victorious night for my sexual fantasies.
2.00 a.m’s heart ache;
Viral feelings diseasing my blood.
Doubt, Regret, Anger, Hate.
All sentiments circulating around the four valves of my heart.
Causing it to breed pathogens of depression.
5.30 a.m: The Grand Finale.
Thoughts Dissolved. (Mind Exhausted)
Feelings Veiled. (Heart Cold)
Façade Worn (Self Repressed).
6.00 a.m: Breaking Dawn.
Good Morning……
