Into my peace of mind.

Now, it is 4 am. I am sitting in front of my laptop screen; my brain is too numb to write down the words inside my head. Many things are going on there, but they just can’t come out. I put my headphones and listen to some quite music, but still I just can’t let that thing inside my mind out!
It is annoying because that thing there is irritating me. I just need to know what it is and just puke it out of my head.

Is it love? No I am not in a relationship and have never been into a real one. Is it studies, no because I can focus at my studies pretty well? So who are you, or what are you. *No answer*.

This is preventing me from sleeping. I am squeezing myself hard, hard and harder. I close my eyes and open it slowly as if someone is about to attack me. I feel it. Damn, it is a thought, but I don’t know what it is about. Damn, it is a thought but it is tangible. The question is still how?

See, first, the questions were who and what. Now it is how?

Music stops. Silence. My eyes wide open and that something is still knocking up there.

*Get out please* Am I talking to my brain? Then whose body is this. No No No, It is just a thought, and that’s me. May be I am just worried. I need some coffee, right?

I am leaving for now..Writing this is not helping. I will go pray dawn prayers and when I know that thing I promise I will tell you.

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