Dear readers..
This is not some story that has got some deep irony behind it's just a few of my twisted thoughts which hasn't let me close my eyes and let me fall into the deep slumber of sleep. It's 3:30 am plus of the morning and here I am trying to put thoughts out of my mind so I can just sleep I guess. I wonder who will read this and if anybody's eyes fall on this I hope that you wouldn't struggle like this night owl and find peace. I am not depressed it's just that I can't sleep maybe this has become a routine. It's weird how nights are for sleep but you can't sleep. As a child like everyone I was so scared of darkness and what lives in it but now darkness doesn't scare rather it has become a home where I find myself. Does it sound dark?
Maybe yes but that's what I feel close with. I can hear all of my thoughts wide and clear. I have realised imaginary ghosts are not as scary as the ghosts that live inside of me. I am living with it day and night and I am not avoiding it just trying to understand it. Now, I guess I want to stop writing this now but if anyone stumbles upon this ignore it and don't think too much just relax it's gonna be alright. And, Good Morning.
Maybe yes but that's what I feel close with. I can hear all of my thoughts wide and clear. I have realised imaginary ghosts are not as scary as the ghosts that live inside of me. I am living with it day and night and I am not avoiding it just trying to understand it. Now, I guess I want to stop writing this now but if anyone stumbles upon this ignore it and don't think too much just relax it's gonna be alright. And, Good Morning.