ID#47 - 1 AM
Falling from duskI lie and brace
Rolling ankles
Beating ribs
Minus degrees
Slow and heavy
Slip into something
Comfortable for them
Unassumed lurkers
In my solitude
Take my heart or
Take me out
Rowdy and fun
Is how they play
Regardless of
What I say
Dimly lit
Closed hours
Missing keys
Dead signals
On this path I take
It's my fault
But I will make
A next time
Blinding beacon
Supersonic scream
Hundred per cent
Adrenaline rush
Born to defend
Made to offend
Live to parry
Laugh hysterically
Understand shortcuts
Trained in every clothes
Accessorize weaponry
Strengthen nature
Uppercut the nose
Flick those temples
Left hook, lower back
Swing for the kneecaps
I'll be fine
I'll be alright
I became what
I was scared of
Others cower
Crossing roads
Clutching bags
Turning back
Written by:
Valentine Hills
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