Tuesday, April 14, 2009


its 3 in the morning
and i can't sleep
i may not be laughing
nor have any reason to weep

lying on my back
i stare the horizon
of my dark room

blank stares from
black spotty monsters
fail to scare me anymore

and i tell them
it's 3 am, now go to sleep...

a furry little head
bumps on my chest
but i am not startled

nifty, tiny hands scratch
arms, face and neck
but i am not falling

'cause they're really
the reason for my life
...and my lack of sleep.

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