3am in the morning
before the day is dawning
reckless thoughts forming
3am in the morning
There is a certain kind of stillness, the lonely hours of this day/night mash-up brings.
Do you ever listen to the quiet — really try to tune into the frequency of this peculiar sound of silence?
In my slumber state, I hear a rhythm — like an eerie lullaby rocking me back and forth. I find myself wrapped in an almost deafening peace, sleepless.
Maybe I already fell down the rabbit hole in my dream state, and now I’m claustrophobic — suffocating with insomnia.
There is a heavy burden on my heart, if you were to listen — really listen to my quiet state — you might just hear my heart crashing against my rib cage. There is a thunder storm afoot within my inner space — yet — nobody knows it, but me.
“The absence of evidence is not evidence of absence.” — Matthew Walker
Seeing is not always believing
Can you always believe what you see?
Sometimes, our rose tinted eyes may deceive us.
People everywhere are the greatest evidence of this masterful illusion. You see a ‘Jack’ or ‘Jill’ or maybe (as detailed here on Medium by Lecia Michelle 📃) a precious little Devontae, and they seem safe and well.
Feelings, they are much more honest — whether they are evident to others or not, whether they are communicated or not. There they are, spilling out into the air we breathe.
All this time passing by, laying here in my bed — I’m wondering — what happened to you?
Then, I’ll surrender once more to the night — let it blanket me.
Maybe, by dawn — I’ll awake — just a little less broken.
Disclaimer: The subtitle Wrecked Wonderland is taken from the title of a blog I came across on Tumblr called My Wrecked Wonderland.
The quote by Neuro Scientist Matthew Walker, is taken from his brilliant book Why We Sleep (The New Science of Sleep and Dreams).