Midnight Thoughts

0 kicks in 0 flies in : 0 runs in 0 floats in When it all begins, With only four thoughts One for each zero, Along with the perfect timing 2am when 21 becomes 42 thoughts flying through my mind, 21 times 2 the second month of the year February when it all began, 3am when it all crashes down I‘m captive in my own self My own mind is my personal jail, And I submerge in a subconscious submarine, Where 42 turns into the Infinity thoughts of the unknown. Thoughts are no longer thoughts They are me they are who I am During my midnight thoughts, 4am instead of an hour past It feels like per each thought it Has been a year the time slows down, Almost as if life was giving me a second chance, To slow things down ' and live in the moment. 5am therapy ends with the Collection of thoughts rolling down, From my eyes to my cheeks Giving them life Glossy, vivid and moist, As my thoughts fade away, I fall asleep.