Late Night

Late night poetry, Chad D, hmm

My late night poetry comes to light again
As I watch the Grammys thinking I’ll be like them
But I return to reality, I’m not there yet
Return to the fog, is this as good as it gets?

Not a soul to be found, living silently with sound
I wait upon love and I lay upon the ground
Darren nourishes my soul, being alone will come and go
Fluctuate like so, yeah, I’m so

Covered in darkness as he sings through the wire
Attaching to my bitter and unanswered desire
I yearn to acquire, my pain turns to fire
I just wanna get high, higher and higher

How long will I be saved, how long will it take?
Will the falsified satisfaction truly make
My loving appear, bring me love here
Invisible tears flow or disappear

Late night poetry
Late night poetry

Late night poetry
This is my late night poetry
This is my late night poetry
This is my late night poetry

Fear begets fear but it’s irrational fear
But the fact remains that I’m broke and I’m queer
Will this hold me back? Is the present just that?
Will the past come back? The future on the right track?

Why do I feel this? I know it isn’t good
My emotions, they guide me, north star through the woods
And the GPS on the wood grain dash through the hood
Like a map used to do, or how a mentor should

Follow me feelings, well, why so down?
Follow my pain will only lead to breakdown
So I have to write, write into the night
Type away on my PC, the only way I’ll catch a z

Maybe three, that’s Zzz
Sleep ‘til the morning and wake up, repeat
Eat my cereal, clean out the bowl
Log in, log out, have I achieved my goal?

This is my late night poetry
This is my late night poetry
It’s my late night poetry
This is my late night poetry

This is my late night poetry
This is my late night poetry
This is my late night poetry

Well my hand is the man that relieves me, god damn
So why can’t a man just hold on to this hand
Why am I stuck waiting time and time again
And why am I talking like this about men?

Thoughts bring the truth so, I must rephrase them
Pivot position, rephrase yet again
When I feel quite lonely and I feel quite sad
It takes a nudge like, wake up Chad

Smell the dream, feel the dream, live the dream
Smell the dream, be the dream, be the dream
The love will come when you let it in
And the success will come if you don’t give in

Tighten your grip, don’t bite your lip
Assume the stance that allows no slip
You create your own future, dreams will come true
If you make life yours, only listen to you

Late night poetry
Late night poetry
My late night poetry
This is my early morning poetry

This is my late night poetry
It’s my early morning poetry
It’s my late night, early morning
Late night, ohh, all night