Night time is the worst times to write
My dreams are blocked
Instead I lay, absorbing everything like a camera.
I hear the crickets chirp
Feel the cool trickle of the water pouring from the water spout
I have the inevitable passion to just get up and run
Run from all the past thoughts and memories
Run to a quiet place that is too loud to bear because some times silence has the highest decibel
I want to jump and be swallowed by a sea of fire
Anywhere is better than here
Anyone is better than you
And anytime before that night I was happy
Apr 30, 2016
Apr 30, 2016 at 9:23 PM UTC
Night time is the worst times to write
My dreams are blocked
Instead I lay, absorbing everything like a camera.
I hear the crickets chirp
Feel the cool trickle of the water pouring from the water spout
I have the inevitable passion to just get up and run
Run from all the past thoughts and memories
Run to a quiet place that is too loud to bear because some times silence has the highest decibel
I want to jump and be swallowed by a sea of fire
Anywhere is better than here
Anyone is better than you
And anytime before that night I was happy