tallmikewine

some musings on my insomnia

Why is 3:45am such a good friend
I really dont know the answer
It just is these days

Is it my friend because of you?
Or because the days are no longer full
No longer full of things to push 3:45am away

At 3:45am it seems like there is very little
Very little to keep me sleeping like I should
Very little to keep me at rest
Very little for which to be thankful

Why did it choose me
How does it know me
When will it leave me

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