Three A.M. Glow
Phone face up on the nightstand dragging my eyes back from sleep like a hook under skin
One stupid notification, then another
then I’m gone again, pulled right back in
Room is quiet, neighbors out cold
but my ceiling’s full of flickering shadows
Every app lined up like shots at a bar where the bartender never stops pouring.
Eyes dry, red, burning
still I drag that feed down slow
Ads for shit I never asked for
people I don’t even know, Old crush getting married
old friend pushing some product
I’m lying on a sagging mattress with a screen glued to my hand.
Hook
Three a.m. glow burning holes through my skull
Scroll till it hurts just to feel half numb
Notifications silent but my brain won’t quit
Drowning in a timeline made of secondhand shit.
Got work in the morning, alarm set way too soon
Still I’m watching some stranger clean their house by bright moon
Arguments in comment threads like bar fights with no bar
Everybody swinging words from a thousand miles too far.
Every “like” feels smaller than the time it takes to tap
But that tiny empty buzz keeps yanking me back in the trap
I could touch a book or pick up this old six-string on the floor
Instead I chase another clip like I’m begging for one more.
Hook
Three a.m. glow burning holes through my skull
Scroll till it hurts just to feel half numb
Notifications silent but my brain won’t quit
Drowning in a timeline made of secondhand shit.
I tell myself “one more minute, ” phone laughs
says “sure you will
” Whole life on pause while my thumb keeps writing the bill
Screenshots of nothing stacking up in my mind
All the hours I keep donating to a feed that’s never kind.
Sun sneaks through the curtains
birds start testing their sound
I’m still wide awake in yesterday’s clothes
twisted in these sheets, wound tight
Check the time and hate it, hate me, hate this glow
But I still swipe one more time before I finally let it go.