1 AM

Falling from dusk I lie and brace Rolling ankles Beating ribs Minus degrees Slow and heavy Slip into something Comfortable for them Unassumed lurkers In my solitude Take my heart or Take me out Rowdy and fun Is how they play Regardless of What I say Dimly lit Closed hours Missing keys Dead signals On this path I take It's my fault But I will make A next time Blinding beacon Supersonic scream Hundred per cent Adrenaline rush Born to defend Made to offend Live to parry Laugh hysterically Understand shortcuts Trained in every clothes Accessorize weaponry Strengthen nature Uppercut the nose Flick those temples Left hook, lower back Swing for the kneecaps I'll be fine I'll be alright I became what I was scared of Others cower Crossing roads Clutching bags Turning back