T i r e d
It gnaws away at your core and you feel your eyelids itch and slowly descend,yet you still continue in the bleak vastness of late night browsing.
You know you should sleep,you know you should sink into that familiar,milky abyss but you don't.
"It's unhealthy." You think to yourself,which is true. And not to mention the fact that you can feel the tremors of paranoia in every crackle of noise outside your cocoon of leisure and warmth,which you call your room,but you always shrug it off.
It's fine. I mean,sleeping in the morning is great,right? The time where birds chirp,cars blare,cats let out wails of meows for food,and- and- oh god it's terrible sleeping in that ruckus. Abominable! Horrendous! Basic self-torture!
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Yet,that begs the question. Why don't you sleep right now?
It's because you're alone and free to do what you please. The only noises are that of ghoulish demons,houses nestling into earth,and maybe a dog's distant bark. It's all a fuzzy blur,but it's the only time of solitude,and freedom. It's bliss blanketed in scintillating stars,cactus flowers blossoming with dewy nectar sliding down their velvety petals,crickets letting out low violin like sounds of soft melodies unlike birds and their loud,rapacious tendencies to swallow up the silence.
I understand this bliss.
Go ahead,keep doing it at your own risk and schedule.
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Hoo boy that was fucking fUN but it had no where to go so,,sorry if it's bad? Also very sorry for any spelling mistakes or grammar issues! I'm still practicing and if you like,give me some criticism! It's very well appreciated. <<33 K,love y'all
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