#5am
Her eyes
Perceptive and honest
Unable to hold back
Witty remarks that smack
As she fights to hide a chortle
Grey Green with Gold flakes
That shimmer when you talk
Wild eyes that always wonder
Scanning for threats
On the perimeter of my mind
Calling out any sad intruder
Your eyes
Pull me in like an undercurrent
I soften as they grow greener
They glimmer like fireflies
When you talk about mother nature
Oh the things they must have seen
To need such a perceptive feature
How stubborn my intention
to let them rest
let them waver
Gift you the freedom from hesitation
To become a softer creature
Under her gaze
I claim power
Calm and confident
Because feeling seen
Has never once felt familiar
So I'll entertain you
on Green, Grey days
When summer storms tease
And 9-5 feels like forever
Under the full moon
Tossing and turning you
I felt a spark
Because I know
your eyes see me
Even in the dark
May 13, 2025
May 13, 2025 at 4:43 AM UTC
Ripped emotions grip tight
On a roller-coaster riding
Show you my ups and downs
Darker side not hiding
Sometimes drops are slight
When my disposition is sweet
But don't dare to push the wrong button
Or I'll have you flying out of your seat
Although I may appear normal
Never doubt what is underneath skin
Past my grinning surface chaos is clear
Throughout thoughts is perversity prowling within
Put me into a locked padded cell
To completely lose my mind
Uncontrollable mood swings are not what I choose
Sanity snaps leaving reality behind
Jul 24, 2023
Jul 24, 2023 at 3:39 PM UTC
Nearly 5 AM in the Morning...
and I hate the night, but love it's true colors of darkness within a light so surreal you can truly feel.
The moon gather's within the stars as company to shine you.
Sometimes the clouds will cover the moon, like a blanket as he lays his head to rest, that's why he's called the man on the moon, not for the person who claims to have walked it, but for the face engraved into the bright shadows and creviced surfaces surrounding the molded, circular not so perfect Moon.
Thank you Moon for keeping us company...
But why do I hate the night, because your time goes faster than day. When your lover is with you and it's time to say goodnight, those are the times I despite.
The beauty of the night, is very real and wish...sometimes...could be longer. The only moment where I get to feel free.
Now is time for me to try and sleep, only if I can..
some nights, my thoughts race like a mustang in the distance of a field of golden wheat grass.
So I come here, to vent out...to only read my poems back at myself.
I will try to sleep.
Goodnight.
Aug 7, 2021
Aug 7, 2021 at 4:46 AM UTC
It's been awhile since I picked up my pen and paper;
Get to know her before you start to hate her.
These other girls shakin and scared cause they dont wanna meet her
Wishing they could be golden and beat her
Put some quarters in the meter
Kitty stay tucked in like a bed and breakfast
Gotta make sure your intentions right before you get it
Send me a letter, hit my line, might invite you to come get high:
Get you so zoned you start to see the digits.
666, name me the beast, late night feels in your sheets
Because once you get me started I'll have you risin like yeast
Get a checkup, you gettin messed up, your ph balance awfully low
Yall ******* wondering why you below me, it's because I ain't a ***
Aug 27, 2020
Aug 27, 2020 at 1:00 PM UTC
I tell my friend that I’m a night owl
And by that, I mean, if given the choice, I would sleep at 5am only to wake promptly 8 hours later with the sun half past up
She asks me why
I tell her it’s quiet
The only life found at intersections are traffic lights changing from green to yellow to red to back to green
The sky does not house two winged visitors with propellers louder than my ceiling fan
The birds don’t sing their songs of judgment and jealousy for those who scream misguided lyrics
The sun doesn’t radiate with resentment as her light exposes what should never be seen
My phone is not begging to be checked every 5 minutes as if there is a new unwanted notification
No one demands anything of me, no one worries about me, and no one disappoints me
And as the sun and moon keep spinning, although my mind is spinning faster and louder than ever, at least everything else is quiet
Jul 31, 2020
Jul 31, 2020 at 5:47 PM UTC
You said you aren't tickly
It's all inside the mind
I took it as a challenge
But my heart quickly declined
You took my hand
And sapped my nerve
All at the same time
Invoking me
Imploring me
Our fingers intertwined
You've got me hook and sinker
But it's such a fragile line
Feel it snap
When I'm with you
I get a tickly state of mind
Mar 11, 2019
Mar 11, 2019 at 1:37 AM UTC
Here we are.
Again...
Isn't it ironic?
The sleepless nights
followed by
questions that ponder my mind...
Is it possible,
That the people that come into our lives are destined to leave,
only to prepare us for someone better?
What if it's all planned out?
And we are just actors in a movie called Life?
Feb 4, 2019
Feb 4, 2019 at 12:43 AM UTC
257 days.
For the first time,
I don't want to shower him off my skin.
No need to scrub;
Your lips leaving delicate traces,
Your hands entangled in my hair,
No need to rinse
Feeling you,
Sending shocks down my spine
Fingers brushing against skin
Electric impulses
No need to wash the memories of;
Bodies intwined
Kissing shoulders and sternums
(whatever has been left exposed)
Jul 2, 2018
Jul 2, 2018 at 3:25 AM UTC
Waking up suddenly, too early,
It is dark and only 5AM,
But I know that there is no hope,
Of drifting to sleep again.
Thinking keeps me from dreams,
Heaven in my mind,
Night drags on and on,
Without peace to find.
There is a space inside my head,
Where a filter should clearly be,
Instead I relive the hurt,
Remembering with alarming clarity.
I close aching eyes once more,
And wait for sleepy scenes to start,
No relief will come tonight,
To ease hunger of this heart.
May 31, 2018
May 31, 2018 at 7:51 PM UTC
5 am and my mind is running wild
Since a youth I've felt like a demon child
Never really understood how life worked
But I know pain and how bad it can hurt
11 hour days at my job
She mad at me because I get no days off
She's feels neglected
This is unexpected
I'm working to fix myself
But I keep her out when she wants to help
I remember 15 years old selling drugs
My past memories beginning to bug
But I can't seem to let them go
Where I'm going in life I just don't know
But I do know I'm not where I once was
Miles away but people I still don't trust
If I could I'd give you the world
Please just wait, I'll let you in, be my girl
I put up a front at the start
Because I was afraid to let you see my heart
I'm just trying to figure out who I am
I'm just trying to figure out where I stand
Because in this life you'll get lost
And people will forget you and you'll get tossed
I never had someone to believe in me
So I was blind to the different opportunities
But girl believe me you're the only one I see
**** these other girls, you're the one I want it to be
But tell me am I just convenient to you?
Am I just a toy for you?
What do you feel for me? I want to hear what's true
I feel like your just playing
But what you really feel you're not saying
And if you don't talk I'm not staying
Don't worry you won't see me crying
I'm losing my mind
I need some kind of sign
I know you're worth it
But I feel like we ain't workin
Dec 4, 2017
Dec 4, 2017 at 5:03 PM UTC
I hope you know that I always cheer you on from afar and always hope you're happy, look out my window saying good morning to you when I wake up, saying good night before I fall asleep, look at the horizon every sunset and pretend I'm talking to you after having a bad day.
As if you're still here, as if you never left. Thinking only our bodies are apart but not our hearts, not our souls.
Wondering if you feel it when you're out there and I'm here loving you with every bit of me that I am able to
Wondering if you see my face in heaven as often as I see your face here on earth everywhere I look
I hope you find joy, happiness, and whatever it is in life that you seek.
Even if that life you'll find is a life without me.
Nov 27, 2017
Nov 27, 2017 at 3:59 PM UTC
Five in the morning
feels fresh
and new,
as if
the world has
renewed itself
overnight,
and left
the early morning air
feeling
pure and untouched
against my skin,
within my lungs.
This is air
that the events of the day
have yet to fill;
it is a blank canvas,
whispering its request
to my soul:
for art to be
designed, created,
born, and painted
across its timespan.
Jul 1, 2017
Jul 1, 2017 at 4:36 PM UTC
5:07 am: a man on a bike was riding exceptionally fast along a dead street. I smiled to myself. Where had he been? where was he going? was he leaving someone? or was he returning? The beauty in the moment is that i'll never know.
Feb 17, 2017
Feb 17, 2017 at 2:31 PM UTC
5 am
The feeling of knowing that you will never be more awake or alive in yourself in this moment. That you can say to yourself, "I am enough, I can be enough, I will always be enough" and believe it with your entire body. That you can stand alone on an empty beach after a thunderstorm and know that at any other moment you'd be wishing that you'd have someone to share it with. But in the time where the air is crisp and the waves are so gentle they seem as if they're caressing the sand it washes upon, you know that all you really need is yourself. Your own soul. Your own peace. Your own love.
5 pm
The feeling of knowing that you will never be more adventure-filled and spontaneous in yourself in this moment. That you will say to yourself, "why do I have to be so ******* lonely" and feel it in the pit of stomach, in the ache of your heart and in the rambles of your head. But when the horizon is pink over the water it makes the not knowing seems less scary, like maybe you're never really meant to know - even if you think you do. The world is yours and you are the worlds.
Jan 16, 2017
Jan 16, 2017 at 5:27 AM UTC
Early morning sun creeping gently
across my bedroom window pane
Jul 27, 2016
Jul 27, 2016 at 8:36 PM UTC
All I've ever wanted was that person I could always call when I felt alone.
Searching endlessly 4 city's.
Darling do you even exist?
Lost blood like vanishing hope.
I close my eyes every night and I'm ready to breath!
I'm ready to believe!
I'm ready to be alive!
Just show me what love looks like...
Jul 27, 2016
Jul 27, 2016 at 6:17 AM UTC
Terrors chase me out of sleep in disguise
I sit in darkness fiddling with my thumbs
All the while hoping that the sun won't rise
And that morning will never come
Soon the sky starts to bleed
And the horizon is covered in slaughter
But as soon as these tears have the strength to fall
The blood melts into water
And I realize the sky had turned blue
As I was sitting there in fright
And I realize I can either embrace the day
Or I can spend the rest of my life
Chasing the night
But I haven't made up my mind
Because night is the only place I'll ever belong
I'm a stranger to the light
I live through the day in a montage
of a sad song
Even though daytime reigns
There is still darkness in my mind
Maybe that's why I love night so much
Even though every morning
it leaves me behind
I spend the day clutching pictures of the stars and moon
Just waiting for them to come
And I know they'll leave much too soon
But maybe this time I'll go
where they come from
And I wish I would never sleep again
So I could spend every second enjoying the dark
I convince myself that it's good for me
But even the darkness leaves its marks
Apr 25, 2016
Apr 25, 2016 at 11:31 AM UTC
I always loved it when you smiled.
You're a golden child.
Sit down, For this here might take a while..
Music is your muse but for me it's you.
I'd pull down the Moon for you & all you have to do is just ask me too.
I miss my making love under the covers to my little hippie lover.
The stars shining above us.
Never would've thought you end up with another.
My heart hurts as it struggles to cope with its fault.
Now I'm lost..
Feb 27, 2016
Feb 27, 2016 at 6:00 AM UTC
Well, we had a good run
And alls fun and games until someone falls
But what you dont realize is that you made me fall for you
And thats not the kind of love i wanted for myself
Because if one FALLS one can GET BACK UP
so if I have FALLEN in love with you chances are I'll just STAND back up and keep walking.
So gather your things, my darling
And I'll help you out the door
And the last few words I'll speak to you will be
"I don't love you anymore"
Because I'm done falling and I just wish to stand
I'm kneeling now and they're giving me their hand
They're helping me up instead of bringing me down
And now I'll say goodbye
Because this is the last time you'll see me cry
Jan 8, 2016
Jan 8, 2016 at 5:56 AM UTC
5 a.m motorcycle
where you headed to
through the endless darkness
of the empty suburbs
yours is the night to have & to hold
sleepless & free
stirring up the wind
yet lonely
so lonely
I can feel it
whatcha lookin' for,
lil' Brother
not yours the comfort
of dreams & forgetfulness
(nor mine)
riding through the night
just killing time
in the empty suburbs
Oct 20, 2015
Oct 20, 2015 at 12:09 AM UTC
They say it's so quiet at 5am
But if you listen close
It's not quiet at all
In fact
You can hear everything
At 5am
Sep 8, 2015
Sep 8, 2015 at 5:41 AM UTC
3 am and we started pretending we were high because we were underaged.
You shared me your loveliest words.
I read your flowering poems.
I felt each word deep down and I pretended not to be emotional.
I felt special because you shared them to me first.
You taught me how to whisper to the cold winds of December.
You opened my eyes to the hope that I have lost,
You reminded me to dream the most unrealistic things.
... And that surreal starry night ended when my phone died and my eyes shut themselves.
Days dashed through their ways and time made its fate that I slept when you were awake.
I saw you sharing the same lovely words to other people.
I heard you saying your flowering poems to them.
I might be selfish... but for the first time, I felt like those words were only mine.
Maybe it was my fault that I slept through 3 am and you were awake until 5 am.
Still, I whisper to the coldest winds at night.
Still, I remember that night when we pretended to be high.
Mar 31, 2015
Mar 31, 2015 at 5:19 PM UTC
we promise not to see each other
but i see you every night
i close my eyes
and know soon you'll be in sight
i time travel in my bed
back to you, back to us
to a future where we thrive
with no fights or mistrusts
it's torture to spend all night
with you in my head
and then when morning comes
wake up all alone in bed
Feb 5, 2015
Feb 5, 2015 at 6:37 AM UTC
I'm still not understanding how just 365 days ago things were so much better in life and how just 365 days ago we were proclaiming our love and you promised to stay but now it's 365 days later and I'm laying on a bench in the local park at 5am with a bottle swinging in the air controlled by my hand and that friend who you wanted to protect me from is sitting right beside me gabbing on and on about how life isn't very different from last and all I can think about is yes it is for me.
Dec 13, 2014
Dec 13, 2014 at 5:12 PM UTC