The dread time

Three o’clock in the morning
The dread time
When every worry and fear
Wakes and wanders
Through my weary head.

I am a believer
In circadian rhythms
I know that my body
And my mind and soul
Find the low point at 3:00 am.

I have yet to find
A sure cure
For fear and worry
But simply pledge
No decisions now!

And four o’clock
Brings sleep again.