4am thoughts
Laying down staring quietly at the ceiling My blank head filled with so many uncertainties. Soo much to write with no urge, soo many questions blurs my thoughts She seems disinterested in life and all its woes Will the future she sees in her dreams ever happen? She asks no one in particular Will the anxiety in her heart ever be quenched? Someone has to answer to her curiosity The heavens must think her inquisitive The thrill of the unknown plunges her with ferocity power of the unknown keeps hunting her fears This and many unanswered questions probe my heart actively at four am . 4am thoughts by Marty