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Friday 9 July 2021

think

I used to able to think myself to sleep.
its sounds weird I know, but for a longest time i could do that
all sort of thought, from problems to imagination.
and when im not noticing i fell asleep, then its already next day. fresh and awake. 
But as i grow older, this magic kind of stop.
Now if i think at night its just gonna keep me awake.
One thought after another, spiraled deep into the void; endlessly.
then the next thing i know i have been lying on my bed for hours and still awake.

and nope im not having insomnia now, i choose to stay up late today.
by all means. im tired af now.
and tomorrow still a workday. gonna go.

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