In the midnight hour
Raw, free of judgement
Just me and my pen
My thoughts
My feelings
My work
We're all meeting up to mix and mingle
In the midnight hour
when I should be resting
I cant,
My mind is ready to explode
My heart is ready to ***** all of the words trapped inside-
In the midnight hour
When Im all alone
I can remove my mask
I can be myself
I can finally exhale.
In the midnight hour
Is the only time i feel alive
But before I know it, its time for bed
Then off to a new day where I start over fresh
And, again I put on my mask
Until the midnight hour comes again
Hello, Im new to poetry so my poems might not rhyme or have a specific beat to flow all the time but they're from the heart. They mean alot to me and they all have a meaning. Keep growing