3 AM Poetry

3 AM poetry speaks volumes of lost thoughts,
volumes of lost memories and moments
3 AM poetry climbs up tired feelings,
feelings gone deaf and silent
Their words live and breathe a night’s melodramatic cries
Bleeding the poet to create a blinding sunrise

3 AM poetry reveals subconscious truths
of a girl who deeply regrets and rues
3 AM poetry is for prolonged guilt
that eats away all the poet has carved and built
Words weaved into a web of relief
3 AM poetry speaks
Consider yourself lucky, those who remain asleep
For I count words instead of sheep

So until morning shows, it’ll just be me
and a world of 3 AM poetry