Friday Poetry: "3 AM and Up Again"

This one was tough to write. But I truly hope you all enjoy it. Please be well tonight. xx

3 AM and Up Again

3 AM and up again
the whites of your eyes stark
bone against the flesh of darkness
while crimson bubbling blood
races through you, keeping you
tethered to solid ground
as your mind wanders
dream worlds of tangled spider webs
and fogged-over, long-ago memories

and your heart—
such a resilient thing
such a faithful creature, to hold on
to keep pumping even though
your soul withered away long ago

3 AM and up again
and how long will it take?

the stars in your eyes
have winked out—
because stars do that, you know,
I didn’t think they could
(especially not your stars, especially not
the most beautiful ones
that ever graced heaven and earth)

so how long until
your body gets the message too?
how long until
your heart realises there’s no point
in fighting for you anymore?

3 AM and up again
tossing turning
splitting burning
blood flesh heart lungs
still working working working
still keeping faith in you
even in the darkness
of a barren, starless sky