2 AM, alone with my thoughts

at peace with the world

just a pen in my hand

and the lonely song of an owl

stillness, peace, and quiet

but beneath the calm, I hear the hint of a noise

a scraping, a screeching, an endless ticking

tick tock, tick tock,

the sound threatens to rip through the serene silence

like shark fins through the surface of the sea

ah! it’s the clock, the damn clock

reminding me that in a few hours the sun will rise, and the owl will stop singing

that soon, the monsters will awake,

and my mind will stop dreaming.

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