Sitting outside at 1 in the morning while it's raining in the middle of nowhere is as peaceful as it gets.
Hearing the rain drown out my thought as I smoke a cigarette by myself, it makes me feel like running away not in the way iv always thought it would. this is different it's like a run to feel alive.
To feel the rain fall down on me as i speed up while the wind pushes me back. Knowing that the pain in my mind will disappear for a few minutes. I love the nights like this when I feel infinite and beautifully alone in my mind.
The nights like this push away the need to cry, to think to exist to be myself for a few seconds I feel free. I know that sleep is also an escape iv used in the past but this night and this night only will be my escape from myself while my eyes are open.
Because I know when the sunrises and the darkness fades away from me I'll feel like myself in the morning but for now I choose to stay in this peaceful heaven I call night.
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Welcome to the hell I call my brain.
Não FicçãoI have these thoughts in my head and I hope I find people that have the same. Enjoy or ignore idc .
