Midnight

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A chill breeze carries into the room, gently playing with the strands of my hair. The moonlight pierces through my windows, lighting up the once dark room. Soft music chanting beside my pillow. The room is silent, and peaceful. But I, am not. I can feel my loneliness caving around me. Eating me away, suffocating me. I can feel my stress and self-doubt dancing on my back, my shoulders low in shame. I can hear their lies fading from their mouths digging under my sensitive skin. Pretending to care. I can almost feel their judging stares burning into my skin, setting my nerves on fire. As I lie here, silently, and ever so still I let out a single sigh. A single sigh that carries  my life burdens with it. At midnight, my mind continues to wonder, taking me with it.

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