(This actually is my art^^)
Thoughts.
They are stumbling into my head, letter by letter word by word they go faster and faster a fight starts they want the attention crawlingovereachothertryingtoreachthetoptheyaredyingafirestartsand-.....
silence.It's dark now.
no thoughts.
No feelings.
Just a numb me, staring at the ceiling. No static.
no thoughts that are kiling my head.
I want sleep.But sleep won't come. I just locked the thoughts up, I didn't forget them.
People say, you have to be in peace for sleep. I'm never at peace.
Sleep won't come.Staring at the ceiling I try to hold my head above water and then the thoughts come again now with armour and they are fighting eachotherandtheyarefightinmeandnowimnotstrongenoughandidont-
A tear falls.I realise I don't know how to stop it. I don't remember anything.
Just the thoughts that are fighting me. Just the thoughts who are slowly killing me, holding my sleep as a hostage. I don't know how to escape.
There is no way out.
I wish you were here.You have always known the way. You guided me. You chased my out of my own head. You were the hero that gave my sleep his freedom. You were the hero that defeated the villain, my thoughts. You were the guy that made me feel pretty again.
Where are you?
YOU ARE READING
Be wild
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