Thoughts at 3 am

by Matt Carroll   Jun 14, 2006

It's 3 am and I still can't sleep
Just fighting back the tears
This heart of mines been cut too deep
The pain, suppressed for years

It's 3 am and I'm still high
From time spent with her tonight
That spark in those blue eyes don't lie
She made damn near everything alright

It's 3 am and I'm still in pain
My brothers suicide so wrong
The thought of it's just so insane
Fifteen years of life's not long

It's 3 am and I've still got hope
That she loves me just the same
Even with the guns, the fights, the coke
And with out fortune and fame

It's 3 am and I'm still cold
Lost in shadows scarlet red
The blood that coats these walls is old
And the soul long since then dead

It's 4 am and I'm still in love
All the strife and heartbreaks lost
As I lay with her there's stars above
Reflecting light up off the frost

*sry for the jump back and forth but I had to very strong contrasting emotions going on, bear with me..*


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  • 11 years ago

    by Marina

    Hey Matt, this is Marina... And wow... I'm so sorry that you have to feel that... I...But we wont get into that, this is a wonderful piece Matt... i really like it... keep up with it...

  • 12 years ago

    by ღHazel_Kittenღ

    Good poem
    didn't seem too jumpy although you could have re arranged it or sommit
    Other then that is good

  • 12 years ago

    by Sarah

    Beautiful and well haven't posted anything in awile, i'm glad to read your work again

  • 12 years ago

    by nicole

    It's...ummm... nice?...

    am I gonna hear it from someone else?
    ttyl, .....

    Jesus bless you*


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