4am Stories

"without you my air tastes like nothing. For you, I hold my breath." a collection of the things i felt about you and what i felt after you left.

We are all a different person at 4, yet a little same. We think more. Here some of those thoughts thay you might relate to. To the 4 a.m.-ers!

Just a 4 AM poem cause I couldn't sleep

Loneliness at 4AM

Like I said idk

its really nothing just little poems and storys that are in my head at 4 am

a string of words

4 in the morning is a dark time for those who don't sleep.

poetry.

Me trying to explain what my depression and what my anxiety feels like.

One shot about a breakup which happened before a couple could actually meet each other. A virtual breakup of a young girl and a very, very old man.

Bored at 4 am

Just some thoughts and poems and things that spill freely from the techno-coloured abyss of my mind. Enjoy...

1:12 am I texted him, "I can't sleep"

An early wakeup.

The title states it all, it does but many of my stories are ideas I got and wrote them down nothing else.

(realized a lot of ppl might get paranoia so just know NONE OF THIS IS REAL OR ACTUALLY HAPPENED PINKY PROMISE) yea I had a rlly weird dream abt something that didn't have a name but for some reason I knew it was called the 4am creature so that's weird anyways

this is heartache. its waking up in the middle of the night, wishing his arms where around you only to roll over to an empty bed. its missing him, and oh god, it hurts so bad.