and again I am woken
thoughts and worries
race through my bloodstream
it seems,
until I am fully aware

I've learned not to fight it
so I read or write
trying to distract myself
from haunting thoughts

sometimes I enjoy
the stillness
that accompanies
4 o'clock in the morning

I feel lonely and isolated
but also enjoy sharing the
'hush'
with nothing and no one
just me,
sitting hand in hand
with 4 o'clock
in the morning