11:49 p.m.

The title says it all, as I was writing a poem for my boyfriend, this came to mind so I went with it.

11:49 P.M.

 

What an odd time that’s for sure.

But I don’t believe in romanticizing self-destruction in any form.

No I don’t have those 2 a.m. thoughts.

Those over exaggerated, over the top, eccentric ideals that if you have an issue now is the time to fall apart.

The mysterious, dangerous, deep thoughts.

That for some reason can only happen after 2 and before 5.

Because no other times seem right, to allow feelings to fly.

Its not cute if your insomnia doesn’t keep you up.

You cannot say you’re troubled if you’re not awake at 3.

Crying your eyes out until the sun rises.

 

You don’t have anxiety problems if you can fall asleep at night before 12.

You don’t have depression if you’re not wanting to die before 4 in the morning.

You’re not in love if you’re not up all night waiting for that reply.

Stop romanticizing the pain and the early hours of the day.

 

I can feel harder at 1:30 sitting in class surrounded by others on a bright sunny day, than at 4 a.m.

Sitting sad and lonely, on an un-kept bed as messy as my emotions.

But I guess my message won’t matter, seeing its only 11:49.  

Author's Note

This came off the top of my head so please leave comments, suggestions, or just opinions on this piece. Thank you for the support!

Reviews

[iamshadowine]

a lovely poem! these thoughts in these specific lines are just amazing! hats off!
"You don’t have anxiety problems if you can fall asleep at night before 12.
You don’t have depression if you’re not wanting to die before 4 in the morning.
You’re not in love if you’re not up all night waiting for that reply.
Stop romanticising the pain and the early hours of the day."
superb! keep writing! :D

[UnapologeticPoet]

Thank you! :D