It is 1 am,
I am alone with my own thoughts,
Fighting and struggling,
What a chaotic mess,
Jobs from 9 to 5,
Partying till the night,
People are alive,
Yet dreams have died,
What a chaos.
Its 1 am and the silence is taking over,
Silence is my companion,
And together we are the champions,
For we take over the world,
Just with the power of our thoughts,
My thoughts: "Let's hurt this person,
And ignore the consequences"
Because my thoughts and I have no limits.
I finally found the source of my own dark thoughts,
It’s the people who have shattered my soul,
That’s the link,
That's why I drink,
And my consciousness began to sink.
Its 1 am,
Just close your eyes,
And dream happily.
I was told to imagine the words "Chaos, Silence, Consequences, and Link" when writing this poem. I decided to connect their stories. If you have any notes on how I can improves my writing let me know.