The clock strikes twelve...
I am wide awake.
Haywire thoughts are conflicting in my head.
Memories of you are like inked tattoos.
I can't erase them no matter what I do.
You dwell in my midnight thoughts and continuously haunts.
Reminding me of the searing pain again and again.
Why do you have to be so heartless?
You did not just break my heart..
You also took some parts.
Why do you keep on coming back?
At midnight when my thoughts are so dark.
Invading... Occupying... Filling...
Squeezing... Compressing... Exhausting...
Leaving me with nothing but an empty brain.
Midnight madness you're so sickening.