When the clock ticks 12
Midnight takes ahold
My heart sinks as dark hour greets
A call , an arose of engulfing shadows
A sign of beginning of a spiral play
My hopes crumble as time sway
A gloom blooms and silence screams
I shrivel , scared and lost in Labyrinth
staring at the walls, cursing this hour
Lonely and shattered with shallow self
Feeling nothing but numb and bizarre
Regret appears, my head spins...