3 A.M.

3 A.M.

A Poem by Isick the poet
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Insomnia can bring alot of feeling to people. And its hard to get it out your system at this time by talking so writting does fine.

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3 A.M. and my mind's a blur, my thoughts tumble down from my head into my throat making me choke. It's the nights that I lay awake thinking of the words I didn't say the things that could have made you stay.

The simple thoughts and choices that coulda been and ever since then its like i cant get things right again and im just sittin and waiting for the world to end its like i cant even decide who to defend.


© 2019 Isick the poet


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Added on January 5, 2019
Last Updated on January 5, 2019
Tags: Insomnia, awake at night, bed, sleep, love, heartache, broken, sad, depressed

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Isick the poet
Isick the poet

Austin, TX



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I write to clear my mind from the thoughts inside my head. I write to fuel my soul with the words i want to spread. From thoughts to action and energy transfered. From intellect induced by my own .. more..

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