1:34am

Late night lyricism

Trauma,

Baked in layers through my being,

I’m having trouble sleeping -

I’ve been this way before.

A croissant of insomnia.

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Saw you,

Not long ago, you seemed cleaner,

Your iris speckled helix.

I’d not seen that for so long;

Europa’s waxing gibbous.

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And I,

Choked up when I heard your voice,

A chorus I had longed to host;

Maddened by its deafening -

Silent reverence, when I needed it.

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Smiling I asked;

“How have you been?”

As if I’d never screamed,

Into a pillow as I watched you leave -

1:34am.

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Finger nails, burr into my palm,

The pain of it will keep me from,

Grabbing your wrist -

Beg; “Please just take me back,

Let’s do it all again.”

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It’s 1:34am once more,

I seem to notice every time.

I compulsively try not to sleep;

So I won’t see you,

In my dreams,

Turning away, disgustedly -

As you fall out of love with me,

1:34am.