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3am
Cassidy S Apr 2015
3am
3am is for the fearless.
The ones who aren’t intimidated--
by life;
by silence;
by darkness;
by love;
by loneliness.

3am is when the soul relishes in its blackest pitch
and learns to illuminate.

3am isn’t an hour.
It is a lifestyle.
Cassidy S Apr 2015
space between good friends:
always much too far apart--
heart pulled many ways.
Cassidy S Apr 2015
It doesn’t sadden me to leave,
but to be left.
It saddens me to leave
to go home.

It saddens me
when the world is moving, living,
and I am longing.

It saddens me
that there is a world
that I have never known and never will.

Because I am here.
Cassidy S Apr 2015
When the world is moving, living,
and I am longing,

when there are spheres
that I have never known
because I am here.

Because I have always been here--
held down by the tame and familiar,

expelled by that which is unfamiliar,
and yet unknown.

Indeed the forces which beckon me bind me still
and I am here.

I am here.

Still here
still longing
still waiting, wishing,
wanting

for when my chains will wither
and my world will be wielded
instead by will and conviction
to one day hear.

— The End —