3:24 am
3:24 am:
the time of retreating hope;
at which I look back
all sore-eyed,
and petrified
of becoming dead & lost
in the pitch-black
puzzlement
of slippery
despair.
3:24 am:
the time of retreating hope;
at which I look back
all sore-eyed,
and petrified
of becoming dead & lost
in the pitch-black
puzzlement
of slippery
despair.