Insomnia.                             Intoxicating thoughts seeping through your neurons. The struggle of finding rest late at night. The path less traveled, because no light is there to guide you. Darkness becomes your greatest friend, it becomes more comfortable as the sleepless nights persist. Struggling to find peace with the war inside, metamorphosing your ordinary mind,
Into a machine of constant process. As the hours pass, your body rejects slumber. It's almost as if it wants you to suffer, the overthinking, silence, which is The loudest of responses. Insomnia. Being comfortable alone, because your soul is the only one around with an active presence. Insomnia.