it’s four in the morning
and could be i’m drunk and gone to the world
but i don’t think booze is the reason i’m
coming apart at all
no, it’s something to do with these bones of mine
and how they don’t belong
not anchored nor attached to anything
or anyone
i exist in my own state
in a place that’s far from
those that would have me become the same
it’s four in the morning
and i’m a drunk that’s lost a bet with life
but i’m not sad
just bummed out that before i know
it
it will happen all over again
A Journal for Damned Lovers UK
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Categories: new poetry
Author S. K. Nicholas 
I adore four-in-the-morning poetry. They are always raw and just perfect… and yours did not disappoint… but then, yours never do, do they?
That’s ever so kind of you to say. Those lonesome moments where your back’s against the wall are so often the most beautiful x
They can be.
🙂
I really felt this poetry SK. Excellent. 😊x
Thank you, Holly 🙂 x
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We have all been there!
I’m glad you have been, too 🙂
Far too often as I recall!
🙂
Raw anc rustic. 🙂👍
Thank you 🙂
“no, it’s something to do with these bones of mine
and how they don’t belong
not anchored nor attached to anything
or anyone…”
This really touched me, not only because I’ve felt this way many times, but because I consider you a friend and me and my heart feel for you. ❤
That’s very kind of you, Allane. Thank you.
It touches me that you’ve felt this way too ❤
Too many times, it seems. x
I don’t know what it is with four in the morning. In such times as you describe, I remember hearing these vans that collect the garbage and I knew I had been up drinking alone until four in the morning. A Russian poet whose name I can’t remember now also wrote about being in the same state at four in the morning.
Need I say I loved your poem?
For me, that time is a mixture of different feelings. To watch the world wake up is a beautiful feeling, and yet feeling as though it’s a world you don’t belong to- slightly less so.
So pleased it touched you in such a way, though x
It did, very much!
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Thank you!
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Whenever S. K. Nicholas writes poetry, it is always damn good 💛
Thank you ever so much, K 💛
My pleasure ☺️