#2am
its 2am and I think I wanna die
its 2am and I think I ruin everyone lives
its 2am and everyone I love has left me alone
its 2am and I wish it was just a nightmare so I could run to my mom
its 2am and I wonder how my brother is doing in the mental hospital
its 2am and I wish I could be a better daughter so my mom wouldn't stress
its 2am and I'm thinking about all the missing assignments I have
its 2am and i remember my old messages with my ex
its 2am and im staring at her online profile and debating the text
its 2am and im blasting music in my ears so loud they feel numb
its 2am and im staring at the razor blade under my pillow
its 2am and im ******* in my stomach like i was in a bikini
its 2am and im adding pins to my food board even though im anorexic
its 2am and im texting strangers i feel so alone
its 2am and i remember every bad thing anyone has said about me
its 2am and i miss aubs my old "wife" who killed herself
its 2am and i remember when people used to look up to me
its 2am and i want to be someone im not
its 2am and im waiting on the hotline to respond
its 2am and im watching old dances seeing happy young me
its 2am and im wondering whens the next time ill shower
its 2am and im sending out emails to my friend saying im fine
its 2am and im looking at those "im watching you" letters and crying
its 2am and i wish my life wasnt mine
its 2am and im staring at my old friends and seeing how their happy
its 2am and my world is turning
turning too fast for my brain to process
its 2am and i realize how broken i am
its 2am and i look at myself and say... hey your only a teen
its 2am and the voice echos too long to be alive
its 2am and i think i should die
its 2am and the world is too quiet to breathe
its 2am and the sun rises, snow stays, rain falls, wind blows
and we will be okay again
Feb 20
Feb 20, 2026 at 11:34 AM UTC
Okay,
But why do we exist?
What is the purpose of this game?
Are we being controlled
By some invisible being?
Like strings on a marionette?
Or are we all alone in this universe
Words lost in the wind?
What if we aren't even real
And this is all just a dream?
What if this whole life
We all built
Friends,
Family,
Home,
(Poetry accounts),
Is just fake
A little thing
That we made up
And one day,
We will just wake up?
And not know what to do?
We lived the while thing
And now we have to start over?
I stand up.
I was there for a long time
This fake world
What if I was right?
Dec 26, 2024
Dec 26, 2024 at 7:50 PM UTC
I can distract myself
Long enough
To forget how much I love you
Until it’s 2 AM
And my restless thoughts
Echo your name.
Aug 16, 2023
Aug 16, 2023 at 9:00 PM UTC
2am talking to you...
The hum of a neon sign, Emitting light so tranquil
Purple Luminescence on your face. The sparkle in your eye, it brings life to all...
The smile in your words In comparison everything so small.
In conversation vocalising the deep within
What can I say, 2am there is no filter Here.
The euphoria so intense
all Existence has so much Distance,
the world fades away...
Quizzed with the words you speak
Everything begins to dull
Everything so quiet and clear
The realisation of how much I hold you dear
I'd hate to think what I'd do
Without you here
May 1, 2021
May 1, 2021 at 8:34 PM UTC
Nothing is louder
Than silent tears
And 2 a.m. overthinking
Apr 16, 2021
Apr 16, 2021 at 3:44 PM UTC
The clock’s short arm
is two lines over midnight,
And the internet is a river
of nocturnal creatures,
My fishing rod is as plastic as
my phony profile picture’s nose,
A scripted act of deep affection
a tasty trapping virtual bait,
Singing mermaid ringing you in
There’s nowhere else to swim.
Successful the catfish-lady catching a fish-man.
Mar 9, 2021
Mar 9, 2021 at 4:43 PM UTC
sitting here
it's 2AM
I'm staring at a wall
the only thoughts I have
are of the memories
we
never
got
to
make
Dec 11, 2020
Dec 11, 2020 at 2:57 AM UTC
I am not tethered
Not yet
Not ever
I exist exclusively outside your gaze
I belong to myself now
You will not keep me here,
In fear and in folly
And I, I will not stay
Though I am weary of what awaits me
No!
Let me rise, now
The strength of my atonement and courage
Will protect me
As I wonder into a page without your expectations of failure.
Yes!
I choose to be free.
Sep 24, 2020
Sep 24, 2020 at 3:09 AM UTC
My gaze tracing the lines on the ceiling
2am and I hope my heart’s healing
My body’s numb to any real feeling
As I hear my mind’s worries revealing
I hate that hardly anyone likes me
And the few who do still might leave
I hate that I’m laying here crying
Which will lead to puffy eyes in the morning
I wish I could just love myself first
Or at least go back to when I felt sure
I wish I could be my own shelter
Away from a world where I get hurt
My fingers tracing the tears staining my cheeks
My sobs dulling the ache inside me
2am and my skull is still spiraling
As the black abyss of the night tries to hide me
Aug 24, 2020
Aug 24, 2020 at 8:47 AM UTC
Slowly suffocating in ink
Thinking this will somehow make
living life any easier
Thinking and thinking
And eating and eating
Cake at 2 o’clock in the morning
Trying to forget
Cloud over my head
Pouring out blood,
sweat and tears
from the days of
Helping you survive
Head held up high
in desperation
Praying and praying
that I don’t drown
Slowly suffocating
And restricting any other love
for my mind, body and soul
Putting you first was the
Utmost worse decision I have
ever made in my life.
Because years later
I’m still drowning in my own sorrows
from back in those days
When I loved you.
Aug 16, 2020
Aug 16, 2020 at 6:37 PM UTC
I dreamed I lost my teeth last night.
Oh dear, I fear the loss.
Feeling of a void, I wish I could hold you tight.
I recorded 5 voice messages, please don't avoid me.
I told you I won't listen to what they say.
Critics always bite you even when you enjoy your day.
Our ego ruins everything, I overthink.
It is 2:03 am in the morning and I am struggling with this bad feeling.
Donna...
Jul 17, 2020
Jul 17, 2020 at 8:25 PM UTC
It’s that time again.
It’s 2am again.
It’s time to look to the right side of my bed and feel sad.
It’s time to wonder why it’s still empty.
It’s time for me to make a list of why it is empty.
It’s time for me to be hard on myself.
It’s time for me to wonder where I went wrong.
It’s time for me to make a list of all my mistakes.
It’s time to feel sorry for myself.
It’s time for me to break my own heart.
Again.
It’s time for me to play over what men have said to me in the past.
It’s time for my old tinder messages to haunt me.
“Unless I can eat that *** and ***** from the back before marriage Christian girls aren’t as fun.”
“Would you be interested in a nice thick 8 inch ****
“I’m looking for a more physically intimate relationship.”
It’s time for me to remind myself the reason why my bed is empty.
Men want the one thing that I can’t give them,
And without my body I am nothing to them.
All I am is what’s between my legs and what’s under my shirt.
And with my legs crossed and my top on,
what could I possibly offer them?
It’s time for me remember that while my choice maybe the right choice,
It’s also the lonely choice.
It’s time for me to remember that even though it feels like it’s my fault,
It’s not.
It’s time for me to daydream until I fall asleep.
Again.
Jun 21, 2020
Jun 21, 2020 at 11:30 PM UTC
You say you know who I am.
But you don't.
You only know the part of me that I show to you.
You only know the girl
That loves music more than the ordinary person,
That talks to herself,
That doodles flowers on her arms during class,
That buries her face in a book,
That still has all her music downloaded on an Mp3 player,
That sings Taylor Swift songs into her hairbrush.
You don't know the girl
That stays up until 2am sobbing into her pillow,
That feels like she's never enough,
That masks her depression behind fakes smiles and laughter,
That keeps her feelings hidden away,
until they blow up and she cries over a broken shoelace,
That she hopes for the next day to be better than the previous day.
You say you know who I am.
At least you think you do.
I'm sorry. But you don't.
Jun 5, 2020
Jun 5, 2020 at 9:54 PM UTC
nothing good ever happens after 2 am
once your thoughts are taken over
by the lack of sleep
you're unable to understand
the difference between right and wrong
between bad and good
playing god on others
but you can't even help yourself
trapped in a spiral of self-hatred
and there's no light of day
that could help you see a way
only darkness that engulfs you whole
and you wait for hours for a single sign
even though it will just **** you more
should i get drunk or overdose
because sleep has long escaped me
i'm helpless without your love
that you don't want to give to me
and i would understand
but i don't want to
and i can't be without you for another breathing moment
you don't even know my name
and i am so utterly obsessed with you
i want to scream from the top of my lungs
but my voice is broken from sobbing
nothing good ever happens after 2 am
like my tears of sorrow and pain
that nobody is around to see
and there's something in my chest
that just won't let me breathe
it hurts me so badly and nobody even knows
i'm so sad but i could be so happy
if you would just love me
it's all i'll ever ask of you
but i just take another shot of coffee
and keep my bloodshot eyes peeled
my heart is racing like it's late to something
and it hurts my head
but you don't care
until the morning dawns and i realize
i haven't really slept in three days
so kids, remember
nothing good ever happens after 2 am
Jan 9, 2020
Jan 9, 2020 at 5:11 PM UTC
Good girls and goddess boys
Smear lipstick on the mirror
It would have been one lonely night
Thank you for showing up
Dec 9, 2019
Dec 9, 2019 at 1:13 PM UTC
You don’t care
You really don’t care at all
**** you and all your desires
I can’t stand you
I have no pity for you
Why should I feel bad
You do nothing but hurt
Not yourself but others
Popping pills like balloons
Exploding organs like bombs
Splatter that **** everywhere
**** yourself in the process
I want to **** you like an animal
I want to feel your insides
Keep me away from my grave
I’ll **** you if you let me fall in
I stopped loving you
I miss doing it though
You smell like warm
I miss your taste
Treat me like a queen
Never stop loving me
Buy me little gifts
Let them eat cake
The worst part is that I remember everything
I want to forget
My head is full of broken thoughts
Death spells spill from my teeth
It’s cold as hell
I loathe your face
I want to destroy you
Slit your wrists like paper
Drown you in acid
Seeing your skin dissolve
Flame up your house
**** those you love
But I have one thing left to say
When I see you it reminds me of a phrase
I want you to be happy
I love you with all my heart
Nov 28, 2019
Nov 28, 2019 at 3:29 PM UTC
its 2am and im writing you this poem,
you came across my head.
its weird because you usually don’t,
but here i am, writing poetry about you.
2am and im writing this poem.
its just me, my pen, journal, and this empty bed.
i admit, i am not like this — blunt.
i had a sharp tongue but something happened — you.
i remember how your arms became my home,
how we slow danced in the living room which you always led,
i loved how we listened to each other’s rants,
i loved the times that there was only a thing i needed — you.
funny how we’ve grown,
apart but there’s so much ahead.
this is no romantic poetry for my lad
this is my art of letting go of my thoughts of you.
Nov 22, 2019
Nov 22, 2019 at 8:48 PM UTC
I wish I knew you when I was younger
We could have lasted for a while
The butterflies you once gave me
Migrated to another lover
Nothing lasts forever
Somehow I thought this could
Please stay the night with me
I know how to treat you right
Give me a kiss goodbye
Sleep through your alarms
Forget about the day ahead
Lay with me in bed
I think you’re beautiful
But you struck down my heart
Gave it to some undeserving
And I still forgave you
Waste of talent
You’re making me feel ill
I just lost myself
Is this what I deserve?
Nov 18, 2019
Nov 18, 2019 at 8:42 AM UTC
Crushed animal bones
Pulverizing teeth into powder to snort
Diamonds and emeralds glued to you
Your face disgusts me
Anorexic ****
My brain threw up today’s thoughts
You can’t call me bulimic
I’m way past that
Tough jaw
Raw eyes
Dry lips
****** nose
A tea bag of ungulate organs
The water is crimson
Burgundy hues look like an oil spill
It tastes like hate
Skin the cat
Hang it like a flag
Tie your shoes together
Don’t fall and scrape your knees
Tough jaw
Raw eyes
Dry lips
****** nose
Velvet puppies
Smiley and slobbery
Hair like clouds
Make me feel happy
Melancholic pills
The dogs are dead
Fur smeared on the wall
Black tar on their snouts
Tough jaw
Raw eyes
Dry lips
****** nose
My diet of dirt
Feasting on the flowers
Petals ache like my stomach
I get lost in the fields
Popping balloons with a child
Poking their arms with needles
Red rivers flow out
They stare in awe and terror
Tough jaw
Raw eyes
Dry lips
****** nose
My vocal cords are shredded
Torn out of my system
I want to whisper, “I love you”
But you only hear me scream
I taste something new
It hurts my tongue
I wonder what it is
Crushed animal bones
Nov 1, 2019
Nov 1, 2019 at 3:21 PM UTC