2 AM

What is there to do at 2 AM?

Awakened mind

But tired body that demands rest.

Categorically wading through

Life’s moments of distress.

Why is it never the good times?

And all you can do is drink them down

With a glass of tap water.

So with that, you’re back in bed,

Either too hot or too cold.

The blanket wrangles with

Your comfortability.

But after some time fighting

You lean back into your dreams.

Or maybe no dreams at all.

And when you open your eyes next,

The sun peaks through your window;

Burning up the past’s lingering tragedies

That bothered you at 2 AM.