By Sheila Mumbo
2 am,
Such a beautiful time,
Writing sad lines of you,
Tracing every part of you,
2 am,
My soul lies naked,
With pain and silence,
So loud I can’t hear a word,
2 am,
My joy is ripped off,
In this lonely dark abyss,
Which is strangely beautiful,
2 am,
Thinking of sad moments,
Filling up my poetry book,
With heavy emotions of us,
2 am,
Strange time to be awake,
Trying to cling to life’s blessing,
With a strength I’m slowly losing,
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