for all those sleepless nights when i stay up til 5 in the morning.
the silence of the house and of the outside that would haunt me if i paid too much attention to it. the noise of the constant stream of thoughts in my head keeping me awake in bed for hours on end. in the darkness, in the silence.
and whenever my mind drifts off, and i think i might just get some sleep, another thought creeps in. so i lay awake in my bed yet again; when slowly night becomes day and dawn breaks in.