2 AM.
One lonely soul listening and waiting.
Warm sheets from a body that's been tossing and turning for hours.
Tear stained pillows and a stuffed up nose from the time spent remembering.
Wide opened eyes that can't seem to shut no matter the hour on the clock.
And a mind racing so quickly that sleep is immediately out of the question.
Struck with reminders of everything.
It's the middle of the night.
I'm ready to sleep.
But every small little worry is there staring at me in the face
And laughing.
Like I'm doing everything wrong.
What am I doing wrong?
Why do I feel like this?
Old memories and mistakes are constantly screaming for one purpose,
To be heard.
That person is gone.
Today was rough.
The future seems impossible to reach.
Everything feels wrong.
It's time to overthink.
Hours ago, it was all figured out.
But the worries and fears find their way in before I can even
Think.
I can stop this.
This can't control me.
I'm not going to let it.
Not tonight.
Don't do this to yourself again, you are way too tired.
Fall asleep.
Fall asleep right now.
You can't think.
You're doing it.
Stop overthinking.
One lonely soul thinking about being lonely.
Soaked with tears.
Head pounding.
Sheets way too warm.
Waiting to fall asleep.
Overthinking.