3 am
Luke Lotus
3 am and the shadows dance
Streetlight flickers like a thin romance
Silent city holds its weary breath
I'm awake chasing ghosts of regret
Clock is slow but my thoughts
They race
Memories etched like a scar on my face
The ceiling stares
It knows my name
Whispers secrets that I cannot tame
3 am where the stories collide
Lies and truths on a midnight ride
Lonely hours when the stars won’t speak
Hearts grow louder but the soul feels weak
Caffeinated dreams fill my cup
Still
The night refuses to give up
Window fogged with the breath of time
Writing answers in a crooked line
I could scream but the night won’t bend
Reliving chapters that refuse to end
Eyes wide open though the dark feels deep
Afraid to wake afraid to sleep
3 am where the stories collide
Lies and truths on a midnight ride
Lonely hours when the stars won’t speak
Hearts grow louder but the soul feels weak