4:00 AM

It is 1:00 am.
Slow walking.
Sporatic breathing.
I close my door  behind me.
What we did not want to happen,
has happened.
It is over.
All over.

You had to,
were forced to-
but did not want to.
I understood though,
I took it well-
at that time-
in that moment.

It is 2:00 am.
My head can not seem to find a place to be.
I want my eyes to close-
to close.
My mind saids stay awake.

They are red and star-like.
They are wet.
My cheeks,
they are water stained.

It is 3:00.
Time is moving,
I lie here-
spread out-
with my head,
with these emotions.

He feels them too.
It was hard for him,
Very hesitant.
Very quiet.

It is 4:00 am.
I can sleep soundly now.
Right?

My body may have slept,
but not my mind, for that-

Never shut off.

Reviews

[EILEEN McGUINNESS]

This is very powerful and emotional poem i am imagining sall kind of things happening going off at the wee small hours of the day i can imagine the last embrace kissing holding on for dear life and physically exchanging the passion of the moment as you realise that although you cannot hold each other again the moment will remain very special forever and from your point of view it will be difficult to disconnect those feelings.
I loved the play on words and wonderful expression an awesome write.

[Anastasia Starlena]

I am so sorry you are feeling the pain of a breakup. They are never easy. This was a beautiful write. Hang in there. Well written.

[visions of doom]

the navy are so wrong on this , bloody blinkered the lot of them . having true love at home is something every sailor would treasure , gives him hope in times of adversity . if they want emotionless robots to run their ships , they should get on with building them and leave us people alone .
the poem though heartbreaking is brilliantly written and the reader felt the pain ,
recover quickly my friend and when you begin to smile again , pick up the pieces and start all over again , true love is out there , i have faith you will find it ,

[Lydia]

Aw. I'm sorry. I know how the whole loss thing goes, once I moved 300 miles away for college, my boyfriend of over a year and I barely lasted a month. I also can really relate to the whole... I'll stay up all night because I can't sleep, and then, bam, 4 a.m. rolls around and I basically die of exhaustion without realizing it. You express your feelings beautifully. Best of luck with everything.

Strange thing is, I just wrote a poem entitled 4 a.m., but uh. It's happier than this though, about, well. You can guess, I guess. Or just read it. I mean, if you want.

But yeah, loved this poem. Great write.

[Aekmy]

This reminds me of a Katy Perry song. I'm very sorry about this. :{ It'll be okay.

-Madeline

[Taylor H]

im so sorry about your loss. This was a great poem and i can total relate to what your feeling. I wish you the best.

[dixie]

im sorry to hear that.
but what an awsome poem!! i love the way you formed it.
very cool!
~Dixie~