1:29AM

My laugh becomes hollow
And I turn pale
Blindsided by what I saw coming
In slow motion it spirals towards me
And I stand my ground
Thinking steel and stone of mere flesh and bones

As the moment replays in that grandiose movie house in my head
(Always at in opportune times, of course)
My mind is robbed of any other thought
And wearily
Settles;
Staring at
This bleak

Reality