it is 12:00 am
im still up
trying to figure my thoughts about you
and somehow make them into poetry

it is 12:01 am
i am sleeping
yet im awake
nothing has changed.

i have a dream
i couldn't see much
just murky images
that hold a world unknown

i fall into the darkness
i hear some music
probably from the 1975
it is quite faint

it is now 12:03
all is now silent
death is waiting
gone.

(b.d.s)