The wall pt. I - Hate to say "I told you so"

 

The worst thing about waking up in the middle of the night

Dizzy, sleepy, disoriented 

Is trying to reach out to the light

Eyes closed, blind trust, diving into the darkness

Just to smash your face against the wall. 

The print of your face on the wall stays

A beautiful painting, whispering 

"I hate to say, but I told you so".