It's 4:31 I'm swimming in my feelings . .
I'm hoping the thought of you doesn't drown me
I use to go to sleep at 3:59 to avoid you
Because staying up to 4 would mean happiness would disappear
Into clouds of pain & hopelessness
I made it to 4 am without even noticing that my scars resurfaced
You use to be my 2 am. .
Drugs healed that wound
At 3am my heart feels a warning
At 5am I'm broken but my thoughts are unfolded
My thoughts are set on the sun rise to heal the wound that my secrets were born out of
3 things happen between 4am and 5am
1. Pain
2. Forgiveness
3. Happiness
Pain my worst enemy but my best wake up call
4am cut me deeper than any other knife that had kissed my skin before
Forgiveness painted in my soul
4am had my soul
Happiness was a dream because pain shadowed over me like a cloud of depression
4am was my happiness
She loved me like no other could
She was my drug
But drugs have side effects too
