It is late, I am tired but wired.
I should sleep,
What I have to say will keep.
No! thoughts are fleeting
My heart is beating
Louder and louder in my ears
But no one else hears.
Oh I can, thump! thump! thump!
Crashing against my rib cage
Roaring with rage
Breathe In
Breathe out
Does that feel better?
No!
How about writing a letter
To who?
To you
May be, may be not
I will end here
In the morning things may be clear.
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