All is silent at this time of night

All except the

Train horns in the distance

The rumble as it rolls across the tracks.

But after its gone,

S I L E N C E

The air is still
The world, quiet.

I lie in bed- wide awake.

My demons come and they won't disappear.

The morning sun isn't a saving grace.

Just a deadly reminder of what happened in the dark night.

The world is not black anymore

The sky is lit by the warm rays of sun

Those rays shine through my window and I pull myself out of bed

Pretending that they woke me up.

No one knows I've been awake for hours.

Turning on the bedroom light
Last nights pain is visible on my skin.

Sweatpants because tight Jeans hurt the wounds.

A hoodie because i Can't show my pain.

A messy bun and no make up because whats The point anymore.

It's 4:23am and I can tell you exactly how tomorrow will play out.