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It’s 2 AM

Another sleepless night
There’s not much hope
to be had at 2 AM

Life seems pointless
bittersweet and sad
in spite of all the changes

Here in the silence
sitting in this pool of light
I feel the same old ghosts
gathered round me in the dark

Clearly there’s more to transformation
than simply changing masks

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One Response

  1. It sure sounds like an interesting journey from what I’m reading (transformation, that is). Definitely an interesting topic. I can relate to this poem in this aspect, but also the 2 a.m. rising time. This seems to be creative time (for me) when I “come out” and be me, free from the strings of the world.

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