Sometimes I love the night because it's quiet, comfortable and I feel at ease with myself. With no one to judge me.

But, there are times as well, when I dread it because it just gives me time to let my self-doubt, lack of self-esteem and worst fears make me feel like I'll never be good enough.

Oh well, that's normal. I guess

Fears of loneliness

Have you ever felt so alone that darkness was warming and comforting? Have you ever cried so much that the Sahara was a paradise when comparing? All these feelings inside of me. The agony becomes a neverending sea. Tears fall down my face, their essence the only warmth I’ve ever felt. This sickens me, this rottens me. But what can I do? The only thing that will safe me is a similar soul. But how can I find it? If all I feel from my existence is an aching hole. This fears inside me eat away my happy feelings. No matter how hard I try it, I just can’t stop the crying. Beasts are crawling inside me, Scratching the walls of my being. And I ask myself: When will I stop these fears?