BEYOND LIMIT

Photo by Ihor Malytskyi on Unsplash

The clock hits the limit
1 a.m. and beyond
Between the void
And the devoid

String of feeling
Just hangs in there
Swinging,
Just,
Just swinging side by side

The rupture inside me breaks apart
To engulf the darkness
And,
To become one itself

I lay awake
In the midst of the darkness
Solely by myself with myself

The divine comedy
Keeps rolling
While I struggle
Struggle to close off the night

I am beyond myself,
Beyond the limit
Of being self and selfless
But the string still tries to lay awake
While the world is making peace with the night.