You cruel incessant monster
You don’t even have the decency to try & hide
But approach in the stark horror of early morn
In all your grotesque glory
Waiting patiently for me to wake
2…. 3 am, which will it be?
Go ahead, pervade my thoughts, invade my body
Render me incapable of anything…..even death
Go ahead, change form
Let the shadows of the passing hours
Soften your features & label me a fraud
Only to return with all your gall
Tomorrow
You don’t even have the decency to try & hide
But approach in the stark horror of early morn
In all your grotesque glory
Waiting patiently for me to wake
2…. 3 am, which will it be?
Go ahead, pervade my thoughts, invade my body
Render me incapable of anything…..even death
Go ahead, change form
Let the shadows of the passing hours
Soften your features & label me a fraud
Only to return with all your gall
Tomorrow
