Two hours past midnight.
Don’t wanna remove the headphones from my ear. I’ll hear the voices in my head otherwise. They scare me. Make me cry. The words of the songs keep my mind distracted.
The silence of the night is eerie. And ruthless. It makes me restless, anxious. For, the day wasn’t satisfactory I want to do things I had wanted to do but didn’t. I want to do more; something that calms me down. I need safety; a s surance that it’s ok. That its gonna be fine.
I get out of the bed once before finally deciding to give in to physical exhaustion, to look out of the window. Are people awake too? Am I the only one awake at this hour? Oh, phew! I’m not alone. 🙂 I can sleep peacefully now.