3am


It wasn't until I tried to meditate that I
realized how loud my mind really was.

Incessant thoughts rattled around the
inside of my brain,

Echoing like an aluminum can being
kicked down an empty hallway.

The only sounds I could hear were the
hum of the A/C unit and my bated breath,

And yet I could feel the words shouting
from the depths of my psyche,

Pleading for a chance at life,
begging to be written down.

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