4 am

by Beautiful Chaos   Nov 3, 2017


It burns at 4 in the morning
When your eyes won't close
And your brain can't sleep
Or maybe just won't
And you touch every edge of your universe
Caressing the memories
Swimming in them
Some moments, drowning
It's these nights, where words flow
Paint encompasses
Stars, moons and even clouds
Inspire
It is a time of truth
Painful and beautiful alike

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  • 7 years ago

    by mossgirl19

    Beautiful Chaos...it is like you have frozen a moment in time with your words. Being awake by that hour with stillness all around you, you are left to think things over and yes, sometimes drown in them. I felt this as this moment of thinking is painful and beautiful alike. I like this as it left an impression in me. Great write.

  • 7 years ago

    by mossgirl19

    Beautiful Chaos...it is like you have frozen a moment in time with your words. Being awake by that hour with stillness all around you, you are left to think things over and yes, sometimes drown in them. I felt this as this moment of thinking is painful and beautiful alike. I like this as it left an impression in me. Great write.

  • 7 years ago

    by Kitty Cat Lady

    This is great and I can really relate!
    This line "And you touch every edge of your universe" is especially excellent!
    Good stuff! :-) x
    =^.^=

  • 7 years ago

    by ddavidd

    I exactly have such time now at 4.25 am . I like how feeling roll on top of each other like wave s, in this piece.

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