3 a M Thoughts
3 A.M. Thoughts,
Running amuck threw my mind.
3 A.M. Thoughts,
Keep's me awake at night.
The witching hour is again upon me,
But for what?
I can't say.
Cold sweats soak my sheets,
Nightmares continue,
Running thru my mind.
Like a bad horror movie, on a big screen.
At least this movie is free to watch.
But at 3 A.M.
Is it really free?
All it does is cause high anxiety in one's mind.
3 A.M. thoughts,
My heart is pounding out of my chest.
Cold sweats soak my sheets,
The witching hour has just begun.
Those nightmares are on repeat.
A broken record,
Like a button broke into a rewind spot for all eternity.
3 A. M. thoughts,
Running amuck.
The witching hour starts all over again.
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