4:23 am
Is the most alone you can be
The birds have begun their day, because, unlike you, they are morning people
When 4:23 am arrives, you know you have survived the night
You can see the outlines of trees, the sky a black that is softer
The promise of a sunrise is there, but you can go into a room with the curtains drawn and still pretend that it is night enough to sleep
Nothing can hurt you or scare you anymore, because the sky is warming up
Nothing can hide under the cover of darkness anymore, because the darkness is not so dark or so threatening
The monsters won't come for you now
You release tension you didn't know you held
The world will wake up soon, but you are one step ahead of them
You have been awake for hours
4:23 am is the perfect moment between awake and asleep, that split second between the moment your breathing slows and the moment you fall completely
The strange noises no longer feel strange, because nothing can hurt you
Once it's morning
Irrational, you know
You feel as if you could do anything in the world
You could read the book you can't read at night, because the creatures always leak out and try to hide in the shadows of your room and the corners of your vision
It's Delicious, really, knowing that you're not supposed to be awake
But there's no one to stop you
4:23 am is entirely yours, because you are the only one who showed up to take it
4:23 am is like taking a shower
It can heal the little things inside you that you weren't fully aware were cracked
It can heal you
You have been awake and alone for a long, long time
But it has never felt so...invigorating
Nothing has ever felt so ... as it does at 4:23 am
And now you know it too
These people who sleep during the night don't know what they're missing
Is the most alone you can be
The birds have begun their day, because, unlike you, they are morning people
When 4:23 am arrives, you know you have survived the night
You can see the outlines of trees, the sky a black that is softer
The promise of a sunrise is there, but you can go into a room with the curtains drawn and still pretend that it is night enough to sleep
Nothing can hurt you or scare you anymore, because the sky is warming up
Nothing can hide under the cover of darkness anymore, because the darkness is not so dark or so threatening
The monsters won't come for you now
You release tension you didn't know you held
The world will wake up soon, but you are one step ahead of them
You have been awake for hours
4:23 am is the perfect moment between awake and asleep, that split second between the moment your breathing slows and the moment you fall completely
The strange noises no longer feel strange, because nothing can hurt you
Once it's morning
Irrational, you know
You feel as if you could do anything in the world
You could read the book you can't read at night, because the creatures always leak out and try to hide in the shadows of your room and the corners of your vision
It's Delicious, really, knowing that you're not supposed to be awake
But there's no one to stop you
4:23 am is entirely yours, because you are the only one who showed up to take it
4:23 am is like taking a shower
It can heal the little things inside you that you weren't fully aware were cracked
It can heal you
You have been awake and alone for a long, long time
But it has never felt so...invigorating
Nothing has ever felt so ... as it does at 4:23 am
And now you know it too
These people who sleep during the night don't know what they're missing
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