3AM Ideas

Friendship

friend or foe

i cant tonight

redeem yourself

the book of smite

what once was gone

is still here

I hate to say it

but please come near

3AM Ideas

when i feel that night storm

i become one that doesn't mourn

for when it comes and strike the 3

i remember when it was just me

and even though its usually dark

I spun the wheel, a wheel of spark

its spiked up against my brain

its one of pain

and one of gain

I fear the end is nigh'

And what I see is clear

The sun

The stars

My beer

What is it to rise like a phoenix?

The ashes beneath me,

The various physics.

Were broken

We're marred

It's ok that we're scarred

Beyond what we love

We fight

It's a powerless struggle

To wake and fumble

We are ok!

We are here!

The bluest sky

Never felt so near

And in the end

We saw it coming

The physical landslide

Of the almighty dumbing

Take A "L"

My buzz is the words I feel on an empty night

Getting drunk off letters

What a stupid sight

Become one with the dreams of visual language

Wrought in a place of oral languish

Between a piece of morality

I'm set in my ways

It's become a stranger to me to see the ways

I'm a fool to think one can change a street sign

The vermin is lost in a celly

Peace comes through a green light

Variable upon those that care

A variable upon those that spare