3am

just a late night wondering.

I wonder
Why you're awake
At 3am
While the world is sleeping
Not that I'm complaining
You are much better company
Than the ghosts that haunt my dreams
Still i can't help but wonder
Why is it
That your eyes do not grow weary
I want to know
What is in the quiet
Long after I've lost my fight against the night
What is there with you in the silence
That keeps you awake
What secrets are you keeping safe?

Author's Note

wrote this very late last night while half awake, definitely not my best, any critique is welcome.

Reviews

[LapseOfMind]

I enjoyed this and quite often, some years back, would ask myself this same question as well. For me, my muse decided that anytime after midnight would be a good time to appear and keep me up half the night. Well written, good job!

[Pete]

You write very well from the heart. I can see you playing guitar as well. Very introspective.

[Fading-to-Gray]

Thank you very much. :)

[SleeplessVolcano]

I think those vulnerable moments we may call weak may in fact reveal underlying substance.....

tHought-provoking writing!

[:o]

There is a mysterious side to this I find intriguing. You did well on this.

[Fading-to-Gray]

Thanks you :)

[Bohrium Guy]

I really like your visual and the power you have wrote in this poem. Great job!

[Fading-to-Gray]

thank you! :)