Tuesday, February 25, 2020

Thoughts at Night precisely 2:49 AM

2:49 AM 
Struggling to sleep, listening to songs 
just to find something to vibe to. 
Thinking about all the excuses 
they made me just to escape 
the punishment
of my company. 
How long before the ticking bomb 
in me begins to shake?
How long before I find 
an ocean deep enough for me 
to dive and drown into?
They call me suicidal
then they call me funny
and then they don't laugh at my jokes. 
Ironic. 
They call me fickle,
then they call me unfunny. 
They call me sad,
then they dive into a mockery
of none
but me.