3 am
And still up
What must be going on
I must wonder
Deep silence
With just a small breeze of wind
I walk towards the valley of shadows
As I begin my mysterious journey
I ask myself
Why am I doing this
Who knows
The answer may be up ahead
My mind blanks out
Staring from afar
As I try to move
I remain paralyzed
Oh, how did I end up like this
I shouldn't have gone out
I might be either seeing the graveyard
Or the Warzone itself
Apr 25, 2020
Apr 25, 2020 at 3:10 PM UTC
3 am
And still up
What must be going on
I must wonder
Deep silence
With just a small breeze of wind
I walk towards the valley of shadows
As I begin my mysterious journey
I ask myself
Why am I doing this
Who knows
The answer may be up ahead
My mind blanks out
Staring from afar
As I try to move
I remain paralyzed
Oh, how did I end up like this
I shouldn't have gone out
I might be either seeing the graveyard
Or the Warzone itself
Two things: I'm either physically awake or awake in spirit
