2:48am as I look into the wall. The feeling totally different from 3:00am. 3:00am usually I get hiked with the thoughts of undefined feelings 21century call "love". It's still 2:48am, and the walls is still not moving. Eerie I am, skittish I become as my fears struggle to take over me. It's dark I know, but will death come 2:49am? So that I don't have to worry for the next 11mind to 3:00am. |