Random Thoughts🌙

Somnum exterreri

  Darkness engulfed the room, spare for the soft gleam of moonlight scattered on the floor. In this lonely hour a young soul was slowly dying. She woke up with fresh tears streaming down her cheeks. Nightmares ate away at her empty slumber and made sleeping itself hell. She dreaded the nights for her escape had become torment.

  As she wiped the back of her hand against her cheek she tried to catch her breadth. Every day was becoming worse than the last; nightmares consumed her nights, headaches ruled her during the day.

  Exhaustion tugged at her but she knew once the torture started there was no end to it. If she woke up because of nightmares like these, there was no hope for returning to a peaceful sleep. Glancing at the clock, '2:30 am' blinked back at her. At least I got an hour of rest, she thought. Once the pain started it took far too long to end. She would already have been claimed as a prisoner to her thoughts, her fears, her loneliness, her regrets.