...I ponder on what lay in the past, what lies ahead and what is as I lay here...

...I ponder on what lay in the past, what lies ahead and what is as I lay here...

...lonely in a world full of people, and scared beyond measure.

Friday, November 12, 2010

...I make a list...

What if:

  • only being able to talk to a certain someone at a certain time of night is one of the two reasons you can't sleep at night; the second being the fact that you can't stop thinking about them. I'm sure I'm insane for being this way.
  • talking to said person makes me happy and therefore (without them realising) makes life all the more worthwhile.
  • making oneself tired is the least harmful way to punish oneself...
  • what if nocturnalism suits my body pattern better than normalism (ie having a normal sleep pattern)
I'm sorry if the points don't make much sense, I'm tired. No, not because it's nearly midnight, but because I'm tired in general. I'm tired of not being able to have clarity of thought when I want it. I'm tired of being the one to miss out. I'm tired of expectations. I'm tired of being me.

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