#2am poems on Hello Poetry

Vic May 2019

The theory of the light switch. (Body and Soul)

I don't think there's something like life after death.
Isn't life and death just a lightswitch? It'll take a little time to install the lightswitch and then your body is here. When you turn on the light your soul is here and when you die the lightswitch goes off. And Only your body is left, the extinguished lightbulb.

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It's 2AM, get some sleep.
~ Note to self

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#light #death #life #mind #body #soul #heaven #hell #2am

Elliana Branchesi Feb 2019

2 am thoughts

I don’t like my mind right now,
driving myself crazy over the thought of you.
But nothing I do seems to let you go.

I’m going ******* crazy,
trying to hold on to something not there
because you continue to haunt me.

Anytime I think you’re finally gone,
you come back.
Making me feel like everything is my fault,

that I’m the reason you left in the first place.
I wish I could be comforted by my own company,
but I hate being alone.

I don’t know how to trust myself anymore,
or anyone for that fact.
I’m looking in the mirror

and not liking what I see again.
Maybe if I was beautiful,
or maybe even half of what you wish I was.

Then, and only then, could you accept me.

Love me for who I am

and not the thought of who you want me to be.

Sorry for all the kind of depressing stuff lately, you can thank my sleepless nights for those. :)

#thoughts #2am #sad

Karyna Holleman Jan 2019

2 a.m. Again

driving alone at 2 a.m. again
   there’s no more you in the passenger seat

the rain and i are alone at 2 a.m. again
    there’s no more you to dance to thunder with

i’m staring at the ocean at 2 a.m. again
    there’s no more you to tell me about the moon

i’m terrified of being alone at 2 a.m. again
      there’s no more you to save me from myself

#midnight #2am #late #alone #lonely #ocean #moon #driving

Mpoet Jan 2019

2 am

Were sitting together
after 2 am
are bodies are close
and our eyes are locked
a blush is creating
we can't say anything
cause our mouths are sealed.

a cigarette in my hand
traveling to my mouth
it gets rid of the stress
like seeing you in the morning light
you're like coffee in the morning
after a night with no sleep
you make me feel like there's
nothing that we cant be.

When we kiss I can feel
the spark in between
I hope you never leave the
the rooftop
on which we always dream
of a better future
and the ways we can run away
from the things that make our life
seem in pain.

So stay with me
on the rooftop
after 2 am
so we can
watch the moon shimmer
with the stars up ahead.

#2am #poetry

Jade Quirk Oct 2018

2AM( THE SECOND DRAFT)

It’s still 2am!
2 AM stuck in the same zone again
I’m in a room full of louding echos
Thoughts I simply can’t let go
I’m quite sure the world is upside down
And some people’s smiles are starting to frown.
As I lay awaking with an open head,
I’m letting moments spill over the bed
Flooding the floor.
As more memories pore
And I am alone no more.
Time pulls me back and I sink
Tumbling off realities brink.
When times rewinds it’s awing sight
One is quietly assuring, “It will be alright,
we’ll be alright.”
Wow it’s 2 am.

Then I want to sleep ;)

Late, late night in bed it is hard to feel okay. When the thoughts can drown you.when I just want to go to sleep. But sometimes hope assures me just to go to sleep.

#nightthoughts #2am #alright #memories #time