5am
always a part –
that did not succeed
a part that lies broken
a part that bleeds
i call it my 5am pain
that time when i wake up
and i cannot –
get back to sleep again
assessing my life
no sense of daylight
just the blackness of the night
getting older,
the, ‘what ifs’, do stack up
it is hard on the pathway
hoping it will be enough
i switch between moods
chewing on the past
and it is the least appetising food
always a part
that’s there at 5am
the time when you wake up
and you just cannot –
get back to sleep for thinking
James Garratt -Monday 22nd October 2007
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5am – Written Monday 22nd October 2007 (Aged 32)
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