No-one likes waking up at 4am...

No-one likes waking up at 4am...

A Poem by micky

Waking up at 4am 
Hope to never sleep again
For it brings to much pain
I guess this proves i'm not sane
Wish to end this life for there is nothing to gain
This life is to mundane 
There's no storm to the rain
I wanna take a different root, jump on another train
I wanna live in the fast lain
This life brings to much strain
This is just a repeat game
...between ball and chain
With nothing to regain
Don't ask me to,cause I just can't explain
Don't look at me with such disdain

No-one likes waking up at 4am...  

© 2014 micky


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Strong feelings here, almost perfect with those "tenses" but I won't say anything more about that. It's the content I enjoy and I hope it isn't a reflection of your true state of mind but if so I can relate to this too, we all can at one time or another feel this way. Life is what you make of it and depression can happen to the best of us. ie, Robin Williams comes to mind. Keep pouring ink to paper, the rhyme and flow of this is very good.

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

micky

9 Years Ago

Thank you so much but it's not a state of mind well not mine in any way :)



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Strong feelings here, almost perfect with those "tenses" but I won't say anything more about that. It's the content I enjoy and I hope it isn't a reflection of your true state of mind but if so I can relate to this too, we all can at one time or another feel this way. Life is what you make of it and depression can happen to the best of us. ie, Robin Williams comes to mind. Keep pouring ink to paper, the rhyme and flow of this is very good.

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

micky

9 Years Ago

Thank you so much but it's not a state of mind well not mine in any way :)
The wrestling of the mind at times invogorating at times intoxicating. Right here in this words it came at me as haunting. I personally do enjoy reading about it, the object myself not so much, so waking up at four and persecuted by pain, feelings of giving up, frustration of banality,the vacuity of rain, the constant repetition of emptyness, well, not really a joy ride - but if only to harness the power behind the unsettling moment and put it to work so to speak. Maybe....

Haunting times Micky

Thankyou

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

micky

9 Years Ago

Thank you so much Rena glad you enjoyed my piece;)

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