By Vrunda Sakure
This day felt like an unpassable night,
Millions of thoughts running inside my mind.
Thoughts on you, thoughts about me
The noon of thought inside the dead of midnight
Not the kind of girl who likes staying up late at night
But these million thoughts keep me awake all night,
Will I succeed, will i do great
Those thoughts of self-doubt keep me awake.
And if I slept before midnight, it’s like I wasted a day
As the night gets darker, the thoughts become shady
And now I’m here in the moonless midnight of my mind
Taking long walks with my tangled thoughts on the front porch at midnight
And to this day, every day felt like an unpassable night.
By Vrunda Sakure
Comments