Its 4 am
Can't sleep
To much on my head
The failures
The lost loves
The heart breaks
How every thought I have
Is a step closer to my battle
Every breathe is my war
I think about it
I realize that I'm not winning
The pain took over
The same pain that once have me strength
Was the Same pain that was giving me this weak feeling
Cut/ hurt/ end
All those thoughts that I feel might help
By If I cut no one will notice
If I hurt I'll slowly be going
If I end will anyone remember
No they won't
But if they do?
Will I make them do the same thing?
Will they be up at 4am and ask why
Will they know How It feels
Or do they already know
Have they been through this already or are they going through it?
No one will ever know
But at least I'll feel
Like I'm not the only one at 4 am
YOU ARE READING
To us the survivors
PoetryThis is a book filled with poems and quotes written when feeling different emotions. "To us the survivors" means as it says to us, the people that live in this world. Who surviving the deadly world of today.
