Sunday, April 1, 2012 @ 2:05 AM with 0 comment(s)
It's almost 2am in the morning. I am typing this from my phone, I couldn't sleep and I m the only one awake in the house. The house seems to be sleeping too. I feel like I am detached from myself and looking at myself typing this, I wasn't held down by anything. There is so much I want to do, so much I want to say, but all the words are jammed up in my brain now, it's times like this when I felt helpless and when I find the shadows everywhere as alive and the night outside is calling out to me. I hadn't been feeling like this in a long time, the one night when I was inventing new stories because I couldn't sleep but the stories turned inti nightmares. I realized I was dreaming and woke up, I saw the stars that night and the stars outside my window now looks the same which is wrong because i am no longer at the old house anymore. Which makes me sad because I missed it and relief because I am at the new house now. Why do people fall in love? When did people start to hate? Why do humans have the conscious that we are living and feeling? I have ponder over these questions in the pass but I have long since learned to avoid them. But they pop up from time to time especially when I am alone. When it is at night or on a cloudy day, I like to be alone. I can be who I am and not what I am not but I can't help but think am I even true to myself?
The shadows are turning into nightmares now so I will stop, but I still can't sleep.