One of those nights,
When it's almost impossible to fight the tears.
Everything hits you at once.
& you don't know where to turn, so you stuff your leaky face tight into a pillow , & cling to blankets , as if they will actually hug you back,
The moment of uncertainty &
clarity, that stings something fierce, shaking you up.. knocking you down..
You close your sleepy eyes, longing for some peace.. falling to pieces ,
In a world that ceases, for no one, yet makes way for everyone.
Beautifully bittersweet.
Feb 11, 2014
Feb 11, 2014 at 12:41 AM UTC
One of those nights,
When it's almost impossible to fight the tears.
Everything hits you at once.
& you don't know where to turn, so you stuff your leaky face tight into a pillow , & cling to blankets , as if they will actually hug you back,
The moment of uncertainty &
clarity, that stings something fierce, shaking you up.. knocking you down..
You close your sleepy eyes, longing for some peace.. falling to pieces ,
In a world that ceases, for no one, yet makes way for everyone.
Beautifully bittersweet.
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