12:33 am

It is 12:33 am
And I can't sleep,
The memory I've spent a lifetime trying to suppress has surfaced
It hits me in the weakest moments
When my mind is simply floating
Bordering the line between consciousness
And oblivion

It is 12:33am
And I am lying in an unmade bed
Grasping the covers
In hopes of them shielding me from the inevitable flash back

It is 12:33am
And I think I'm going crazy
I've spent my life trying to hide behind pills and powder
The flashes hit me one by one
In this unwanted memory

It is 12:33 am
And my scream fills the room faster than smoke
Your figure, so forceful and solid,
Shoves me to the floor
Ignoring my calls for help

It is 12:33 am
And I am as powerless as I am frightened

It is 12:33 am
And I think I'm going crazy