4 o’clock in the morning
Is the worst time to wake
Lying there;
Body half asleep,
Mind wide awake.
Watching the dawnlight seep around the blinds.
4 o’clock in the morning
Is when the fears come out;
When your will is weakest,
The future darkest,
Prospects bleakest.
Faith and hope seem so distant.
Fear sinks its claws in,
Doubt eats you away.
4 o’clock in the morning
Hides your weapons.
Leaves you naked,
Helpless,
Defenceless.
Open to the monsters of fear and doubt.
4 o’clock in the morning,
At its worst,
Can last all day.
Is the worst time to wake
Lying there;
Body half asleep,
Mind wide awake.
Watching the dawnlight seep around the blinds.
4 o’clock in the morning
Is when the fears come out;
When your will is weakest,
The future darkest,
Prospects bleakest.
Faith and hope seem so distant.
Fear sinks its claws in,
Doubt eats you away.
4 o’clock in the morning
Hides your weapons.
Leaves you naked,
Helpless,
Defenceless.
Open to the monsters of fear and doubt.
4 o’clock in the morning,
At its worst,
Can last all day.
2 comments:
I always enjoy reading what you write. You're off to a good start...keep up the good work. Love Ya! ;)
Hello once again. Loved this one. Nik you really should put your writing into book form. Again, may I share these poems with my step daughter?
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