It's that time where it's 3 am & I have nothing to do. That time where I dread of getting out of bed the next morning. That time I ask myself why he left. Why did he leave? & I begin to over think. I begin to think I'm worthless and nothing but a lost soul & then that's when I know that it's not me. It's just my thoughts. My 3 am thoughts. They like to attack me at night. When they attack me I am not me, I am someone else. I am a sad girl in an empty world full of surprises. I am anxious. Why am I thinking so negatively? Why now?
It's that time where I stare into the blank darkness of my small room and I ask myself why she stopped being friends with me. Why did she decide to stop talking to me? Why don't I have friends? Why do I feel so alone? I picture myself walking around in a stranded desert. No where to go & no one to turn to. I picture it a million times and deep inside that's how I feel. I picture myself drowning 100 feet deep. I can't breathe. I can't do anything.. I'm... Stuck. Basically what I'm trying to get across is that I'm lost & trapped in my own thoughts. Now these aren't normal thoughts. These are not thoughts I usually think when I'm walking down the street maybe or brushing my teeth. These are abnormal thoughts. They are scary. They're sad & lonely. They are my 3 am thoughts.
