It’s 3am
31 March 2014
The worlds seems awfully peaceful at this time
Even the criminals are sleeping
Except I hear the buzzing
Of annoying mosquitoes
I feel the throbbing of the blister
On my foot
I hear the voices of my thoughts
Asking for attention in my mind
I wonder in this time
Tapping away on this keyboard
Letting words come and go
Will I grow?
Of Colours and Discovery 