overwhelmed by words cramming up my heads. they could form sentences to create a novel but they chose to do otherwise. random thoughts became irrational fears. sometimes i just want to get away from myself. go to some place where i'm separated by my thoughts. they ought to be one entity but somehow the lines are crossed. those times, those moments, those early hours before anyone start the day, they have already started theirs. they choose to haunt the weak, make them strengthless, crippled them.
all i ask is a quiet night all by my own.
until silent is all i hear.
until peace is all i felt.
until then...
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