The clock hits the After Midnight
Everything's pitch dark, but the stars are bright
The sky fell down into her eyes
In her tears the reflection of the moon lies
The air runs out and all what's left is right now
I try to catch my breath someway somehow
Her eyes lock into mine and the world stops
I look around and A.M is written all over the clocks
Every second my lungs fill out with life her eyes fade
I try to hold my breath but it's far too late
The A.M never came like it did before
She took the skies away and left my heart sore//
13/4/19'
YOU ARE READING
Writing With My Eyes Closed
PoetryI don't know how i could describe what I write....
