Poetry

3 AM Rhymes

Just before dawn.


The world can be so loud.

Buzzing about.

It makes me long for peace.

Quiet, please.

And yet in my mind, the thoughts won’t stop.

No silence around the clock.

Unless I close my eyes.

Dream of magic skies.

But once awake.

It’s all it’ll take.

The noise is back.

In a single snap.

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