Deserted, again...
At war, but as an unwilling and uninterested participant. I just stand by and watch the traffic and demons go off. And you, yes you, don't even ask me why I do nothing to stop them. (Photo credit: Excerpts from one of the many horrors in my ink) Today, again, my nighttime companion thought it best to desert me. Just like yesterday, and the night before and the night before that lol. It's the Universe's way of telling me that I am not only undeserving of the warmth of human companionship but also, I do not deserve the cold companionship of sleep, which is likely to only escape my gory mind can get from all the traffics and choas that constantly at play in my head but now, the voices are so loud that it even scares the companion of the night away, keeping it at bay where I see it. Sometimes, it feels like it is close enough, fanning me with light caresses, but still, not enough to overpower the thundering noise and drown me like it usually does. They used to say that th...