Lately it’s been like this,

Lying on the bed

Staring into the screen

3 a.m pasts and my finger tips tapping away freely in my hand

Holding my phone and thinking of past years and moments and mistakes

I watch the clock, the minutes the hours

My alarm counts me down till when I need to be awakened for the next day

My thoughts roam freely in the night

And I enjoy writing since it’s the perfect time

But my body is getting heavier and heavier

And my eye lids get softer and softer

My breath slows down a second at a time

It becomes blurrier and blurrier

and then

My hands weaken

It gets a bit chilly so I go under the covers quickly

Put away my phone for the night

And charge it automatically into the socket without a second glance at it

I sleep awake a bit more and stare at the ceiling with eyes wide opened

And then I drift away without hesitation

Where I start dreaming until it becomes

deeper and deeper and more and more visible

Fast asleep and out like a light

To regain my strength so I can write again for the next night

And repeating it over and over the next and following days

Because the nighttime for me is where I can rejuvenate and have a fun lonely time