I lay awake anxiously, not able to figure out why.
I look at the shadows & corners to try to find peace in the stale air.
The stale room. The stale situation.
A familiar situation.
One that comes at no surprise.
Stoically, I accept.
This exact moment I have lived before.
When I was younger.
When I was alone.
When I was in company.
In all different types of settings.
But I know that this is just a moment & it will pass, just as all the nights before.
I always think it’s me.
I have done something wrong.
If it wasn’t for this or if it wasn’t for that; I could be happy in the exact way I want.
But in that moment, I felt you.
I stopped. I turned over.
And we spoke.
Whenever this darkness overwhelms me, it is always you that comes to my rescue.
I love our talks & the way that you care about me.
Your love is of another world.
When I feel troubled, you calm me.
You listen to my whimpers until they turn into mumbles.
And before you know it, I’m fast at peace.
And I think, how nice it is for someone to take your worries, so you can fall asleep.
I am sorry that I have disappointed you but thank you for your love.
In a world so tainted it can be hard to rise above.
I promise when I wake, you’ll be in my heart.
And I’ll see you later tonight, when my world starts to fall apart.