10/2/2023 0 Comments 2am thoughts![]() It's a mantra that won't stop repeating itself, and I love it.Ģam I look into my sheets. It isn't familiar, but it somehow describes everything I'm feeling, even right down to its melody.Ģam I don't know who I am but all I know is I need a friend.Īt 2am I will play this song until my head can't take it anymore. As they say, the transience and mortality is what gives it a price.2am is when the wolves call for me and I die slowly.Ģam is when I end up sacrificing myself to you, so I can finally be quiet.Ģam is when I won't fall asleep because all I have is this window to keep me company.Ģam I look and see a tumbleweed in the streets, wandering aimlessly.Ģam a song comes on the radio. They never last long enough for me to soak in that feeling of rawness and solitude. The day drags on like it always does but the nights don’t. It’s interesting how so much can happen at a time. People who go to be early always complain that the night is too short, but for those of us who stay up all night, it can feel as long as a lifetime. I find such entities strangely intriguing. It would be a different story were something to grab me by my neck in the middle of the night but let’s not get into that just yet. I believe in ghosts and the paranormal but it doesn’t scare me. Loving the night doesn’t make me a dark person. There is this authenticity and originality to the night that you will never find anywhere else. Because sometimes, it’s necessary to lose yourself to find you because that is when you really start searching. Losing myself in all those thoughts, thirsty for attention is a favourite pastime of mine. Some nights are made for torture, or reflection, or the savoring of loneliness.Ģam is weirdly wholesome somehow, it’s the period when all my thoughts call for a meeting. Overthinking takes the lead and I zone out for a while reflecting and analysing thoughts as old as me. Deeds and words and lyrics and expressions and everything everything that was seemingly normal and usual at the time of occurrence. This is also the hour when I realise so many things. I have loved the stars too fondly to be fearful of the night. A glimpse into what it means to truly live. Just existing as a being, raw and stripped right down to the soul. It’s like the time one sheds their outer facade. The night is the person who rests after a whole day of pretense. The person we all turn into to just survive and not be picked on. The day is the version we are for others. I’ve often felt like the night and day are like one person, just in different moods. ![]() It puts everything into perspective and facilitates me in dreading planning out the next day.Īnd the night shall be filled with music, What a beautiful feeling! Being exhausted is like a red flag it reminds you of every single pending job, every thing you left unscratched on your list. After being drained of energy all day, this is when I’m drained of exhaustion. It’s the moment of the day when you realise that they’ve stayed with you all this while. Every person is different common characteristics exist but right at the core? You’ll only find one person with the same one.Įven at your darkest time look around because you are never really alone.Ģ am is when everything I’ve left undone decides to make an appearance all those lost ideas, dreams and forgotten hopes. It is indeed, this generalisation that lays the foundation for considering one a ‘freak’. Just because one person from a specific group commits a felony, not all of them will. Just because most teens love TV shows and fashion, it doesn’t mean all of them do. Generalising a concept is something that I have always detested. Some things are all dependent on one’s perception of it. I know they mean well, as in the good follows bad but this seems like a poor analogy. I have never been a fan of quotes that emphasise on how the day comes after night, like the night is unwelcome. It’s funny how 2am is technically the next day but many call it night, others call it morning and yet others call it dawn. The night is silent and serene as always. 6 more hours and I’ll be living the ‘tomorrow’ that I’ve been putting off for so long.
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