3 AM
> Burning blue light in my eyes and my chest is feeling dead.
> A ghost of expectations circling my head.
> I drag my heavy bones where the freezing tap runs clear.
> Three splashes on the face just to suffocate the fear.
> I unroll my velvet armor down upon the bedroom floor.
> The only place that doesn't keep a checklist anymore.
> I drop my forehead low where the tears don't need a mask.
> Drowned so much in the sea that I'm too ashamed to ask.
>. While this entire city sleeps, oblivious and blind.
> The King of every kingdom heals the chaos in my mind.