Is it just me!?
I wake up in the middle of the night, scared, mortified, as if had seen some horrifying nightmare, gasping for air, thirsty, as if haven't had a drop of water in years; and choking while gulping that sip of water from the bottle.
All this just 'cause a tiny part in my brain, screamed, so loud, that it woke me up from my deep sleep, shouting, asking me, what the hell am I doing with my life!?
Why in the hell, amidst people, I feel lonely, unloved, unworthy!?
Choking on these 'why' s and 'what' s I wake up feeling parched.
Now my mind boggling thinking about what just had happened, eyes bleeding pain, lips sealed with unanswerable questions, body numb feeling like a coffin full of chaos, and heart, oh that troublemaker, just thumping without reason.
Well, I'll bask my ridiculous mind in these ludicrous, insane thoughts for a while longer.
I know I'll survive this night too, as I always have, almost every other night.