Half past two blues

 

It's 11:32

and yet I've got those

half past two blues.

Feel the walls suffocating me.

I feel my trust in reality fade.

My trust in people left so long ago,

taken along with the life

I once thought as my own.

 

It's 12:32

and I'm thinking of you.

Why do you only come

when my mood sinks?

Are you my missing link

between sanity

and a world I once knew?

I feel those walls now bristling

the hairs on my arms.

and the warning alarms

are ringing in my head.

 

It's 01:32

and now those

half past two blues

are shining red.

Alarm now silent, batteries worn dead

but the echoes still ring in my mind.

I am feeling an unkind spirit lurking around,

and the walls are now touching flesh.

I need fresh air to clear my head.

 

It's 02:30

and the blues

have me tightly gripped.

Now I only see my vision slip,

and my smile fade, through the cobalt air

into the melancholia shade of despair.

Those walls are crushing

the life from straining lungs.

Then I hear a feint song being sung.

A bird up too early, 

tweeting in surprise

at the darkened skies

and the walls slowly fade,

as my smile starts to rise.

 

 

 

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