2:56 am
You're creeping into my brain.
I seem to find you in the back,
where I explore the least,
because I'm so familiar with it.
Even in this early,
late,
I don't know what to name it,
time,
you invade my thoughts.
And it's kind of comforting.
YOU ARE READING
Poems.
PoetryI'm not the best writer, but I like to write an awful lot. Just a couple of poems that I wrote, nothing special.
