12 am
dark and some what warm
my blanket traps me to my bed
thoughts caster up a storm
aches remain in my head
2 am
early but still not dawn
my back burnt to my skin
i feel cold but body warm
cold air seeps in
4 am
breath feels heavy
whispers caress my ears
thoughts become unsteady
time to face my fears
6 am
lights blindfold me
suns rise
i can barely see
i just lay there hidden in my disguise