Explore Poems GO!

2 A.M.

It’s 2 A.M.,
I lie here awake,
I try to figure out my latest mistake,
‘Cause it’s eating away at my heart.

We walked into the room,
Silent stares writing in stone,
They all stand against the wall one by one,
Still writing the interpretation not left alone.

But that’s all right,
Read More

READ THIS POEM IN OTHER LANGUAGES
COMMENTS OF THE POEM