August 8th, 2017 by thehusk

It’s 3am, and I’m lying awake again. I want to go to sleep. I want to just let go. But I can’t. My mind knows that nothing is ok. There is nothing that can comfort me. There is nothing I can do to make things ok. I have to just live with that. Or not. And that’s fine, during the day time.

But at night, I need comfort. I need to feel that there’s some way that things will be ok. I need some story to tell all my worries and anxieties, to quiet them down for a few hours. But nothing works. I can’t convince myself of any way that things will be ok.

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