this is midnight.
the place i spend most of time.
between the restless sheets
and the dawning of the days.
this is welcome.
broken words and quick fixes.
i've got it all
every catch for when you fall.
and i've come to realise,
maybe even come to believe,
that you are not the worst thing
that could happen to me.
i could fall down a well,
bleed to death and break both of my knees.
an idea only welcome,
if you commit to me.
