Alone at 1AM

(Written 1/11/17)

The rain hits the window

Matching my fears

Of tomorrow

And my mind ponders on how

No flower ever

Wondered if the sun would

Come out from behind the

Clouds

No bird worried if the

Worm would suddenly

Hide from view

They just trusted

They knew

They were provided for

I know plans have been spoken

In the name of tomorrow

But late at night

While I hear the storm

Sheet water against my

Bedroom window pane

I question what if it all

Went away

If you were just a dream

And these arms were truly

Empty

How then would I live

Or love

Or trust

I dare to imagine a life

Alone at 1am

And it makes me

Ache with potential

Loneliness