It is my reminiscence.
The virtue of loneliness
occurs at midnight.
Dare to ask the silence.
It will tell you
exactly who you are.
The midnight I yearn for love
Of purpose I lost
Of reasons wanting to be found.
Midnight's a sin of time
Your epiphany
Your slap of reality
It is sadness.
And the greatest anxiety
is your true self.
Oct 30, 2016
Oct 30, 2016 at 11:45 AM UTC
It is my reminiscence.
The virtue of loneliness
occurs at midnight.
Dare to ask the silence.
It will tell you
exactly who you are.
The midnight I yearn for love
Of purpose I lost
Of reasons wanting to be found.
Midnight's a sin of time
Your epiphany
Your slap of reality
It is sadness.
And the greatest anxiety
is your true self.