It's 10:55
I'm losing my mind
I try to count sheep
But they just pass me by
I get up and sit
At my desk, bite my lip
What to write, how to feel
Maybe my humor conceals
Who I am truly
Could that possibly be
If you are not you
And I am not me
Then what is my purpose
Why am I still awake
Shut my eyes
Nope
Why am I here
The darkness I fear
Good night, broken world
It's 10:55
And like I said, clearly
I'm losing my mind
The way we can laugh
The way we're so at ease
The way I can't stop looking at you
The way I can feel you
Next to me
Like I'd be happy wherever I can have this
The way we can grab each other's hands
I'm not scared of the dark
I don't trust it
I don't trust what it could reveal
I'm not scared of the dark
I'm scared of my mind
I'm scared of the games my brain plays
I'm not scared of the dark
severus snape knew what always meant
he knew the weight of it
he understood it
"after all this time?"
"always."
always
something so powerful
with such weight
so profound
Comments
I love it! This was me so many nights!
Haha thank you so much! :)
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