3.2.22

Those hours before sunrise
When sky's still blue
I hold my breath for second
Cherish a moment or two
To differ this upcoming day
From yesterday
And make it a whole new world
There's many things I want to say
Some words are shy, some words are not ready yet
They need a to boil inside my brain
Maybe coffee with a cigarrette
Till when I'll sit and wait for this
To get the fuck out of my mouth
I can't go knowing that I can miss
Sun is almost down
I've been there before
No birds seen in skyline
I'm sinking to evermore