Staring at the phone for hours
Searching for nothing
But it helps
When you are tired of staring at the ceiling
And the chain of thoughts
I continue to chase
There are people in the other room
That I don't want to face
Tossing and turning covered in a shroud
Knowing very well that's not what I'm about
It's like you are lost in the crowd
The ones you knew have waved goodbye
Makes you think
Is this what you want out of life?
Nothing more to pretend
The night is about to end
But she's leaves with a cloak of gloom
Ubiquitous anxiety fills the room
Like the ghosts of disappointments past,
The peeking lights left me aghast,
Cowered,
It's only darkness I devoured.
The night
My only friend