It's 4 Am
It's 4 a.m.; I can't fall back to sleep
My composure I am trying to keep
My heart is racing, my mind is awake
May this anxiety leave, for God's sake!
It's 5 a.m.; sleep does not come to me
My heart is full but my mind is empty
My heart is beating with anxiety
But my mind drifts along the vacant sea
It's 6 a.m.; will sleep now come to me?
I wish to sleep for eternity
To escape from the hell I'm living in
To embrace heav'n, free from a world of sin
Copyright © Joanne Liaw | Year Posted 2016
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