I’ll Watch The Day Break & I’ll See The Night Fall, In These Four Walls

It’s only at night when I feel alone. It’s only at night when I can remind myself that I am, in fact, alone. There’s four walls, a bed for two, filled by one. I take the fetal position, apparently there is a subtle psychological reason behind that. Something to do with returning to state of the womb, safe, secure, dark. Amazing when slits of sun line themselves across my blanket, my body, my face. And it’s like I over-drunk myself with my own thoughts. I don’t remember feeling as bad as I was. Just a hazy night that blurs away with the coming sunshine. I press play, the music starts and I take a shower feeling fine. Even happy.

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