No body likes the day, so much happens during it. So much pain, night on the other hand.
It's like you can escape reality.
Be yourself for once, yet it's so
Dark
I don't like the dark, it's scary. There's creatures lurking, paranoia settling in, thoughts intruding.Worry, fear, sadness
That's what seems to appear in the night, you seem lonely. Too lonely, as if there was no one else. But not in the good way. It's too dark, too scary, too quiet. No one likes that, but then, there's light. That one beam of light just when you felt you where gonna drown in the darkness the light pulls you through. Even tho you say you don't like the light much you can't help but love the light. That one beam of light in the dark that reminds you you're ok, you wanna be the light whenever they become dark.But..
Deep down you know you can't
Someone else already took that chance
Yet you can't seem to keep away
You keep trying
And trying
And trying
Only causing yourself more pain
Eventually
You give up
Letting the darkness consume you
Yet letting the person show you light once more
Now it's just a cycle
Your world seems dark
They show you light
You try to do the same for them
But there's someone else
It happens
Time
And time
And time again
You realize you'll never get there
YOU ARE READING
Thoughtless
Short StoryShort stories that I'm writing at night when I should be sleeping, just thoughts, some as short as one sentence. Some sad, some happy, scared, ect. So, enjoy my fellow insomniacs