• prajukti 10w

    Late Nights

    The later I stay in the night
    The lonelier it gets,
    I want to know what magic does happen
    As 3AM on the clock sets.

    Like two rounds white pearls
    Tears roll down my cheeks
    I try holding them back
    But my two eyes, it just leaks!

    Nose dripping, mouth drooling
    I try to keep my hopes high,
    But negativity grips me tight
    Tired of myself, every night I sigh.

    Nothing good had been happening
    Lately things have been so bleak,
    Optimism is like a dream
    When stress and anxiety is at its peak.
    ©prajukti