3 am

It's 3am
My eyes, wide open
Tossing and turning
Steady praying and hoping
Only 3 hours left
Till my alarm starts to blaire 
Feeling like I'm moving
But ain't going nowhere 
My mind's moving fast
I can't decrease the speed
Feeling like a prisoner
That needs to be freed
Lord, please help me
Won't you hear my cry
Free me soon Lord
I fear that I may die.


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