The Nights No One Truly Talks About
It’s 3:00 am and she cannot sleep. Looks like this is going to be one of those nights again.
She has been at her work desk all-day working. It’s past midnight now. She is up watching and catching up on all her favorite videos on the internet, not because this is what she wants to be caught doing every night, but it’s simply because she cannot sleep.
She tries to shut her eyes but spends most of the time in bed tossing and turning and whispering to herself…..
It’s the nights.
The nights after the sun goes down and mild darkness covers the earth.
The nights after everyone returns home from work and she can hear no footsteps outside or the sound of her little friendly neighbor screaming.
It’s the nights.
The nights after a “sometimes bright and fun-filled day”.
The nights after a day she had to fake a smile to everyone on the internet.
The nights after she had to keep pushing through a day her body just desired rest.
It’s the nights.
The nights where all she can hear are the dogs barking from a distance.
The nights where she can hear only the birds whistling and the trees swaying from the joy of the absence of humans.
It’s the nights.
The nights where everything, every damn thought starts creeping in.
The nights where she realizes that she is all alone now and has to fight her fears alone.
The nights where she just wishes to sleep so the day can be over.
It’s the nights.
The nights where she lays on her bed crying. Crying and crying for reasons she cannot explain.
The nights where she wishes everything was just better for her as she pictured while growing up.
It’s the nights.
The nights where she realizes there is so much everyone can do but so little their help can go in helping her feel better.
The nights where she flips through her past pictures to see all the happy moments of laughter and joy.
The nights where everything goes off.
The nights of extreme pain.
The nights of wet pillows.
The nights of weak knees.
The nights.
As she tries to lay in bed this time, her only wish is that this particular night is not “THE NIGHT”.
