Late at night when I lay down to rest. The moment I lie my head on the pillow. It all rushes in to me. It storms in like a landslide. As swift as a tsunami thoughts fill my mind, polluted with question and worry. The haze of uncertainty that fogs my thoughts is a hell I put myself through. I question myself and wonder why I hold myself back. To be destructive is inborn but to be self destructive is a curse we have all been tainted with. The damage I do upon myself comes with the reflections of my past. The choices I have made or should have. Like all I worry about the future.
It almost defeats the purpose of going to bed. To lay my head only to battle against myself.
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