When I close my eyes, I fall into a deep oblivion. Nothing but darkness consumes my brain. It feels as tho everything has turned into a black hole of emptiness, but my thoughts are still lurking in the depths of my brain. Why do my walls feel so far away... I open my eyes for reassurance. My nerves are calm as I stare at the ceiling. As my eyes fall heavy again, and I succumb to exhaustion; My walls disappear. The echo of my thoughts drive me once again to open my eyes for reassurance. I’m stuck in a cycle of my own despair. Maybe if I just let the bare feeling of space take over my mind, I will just wake up in the morning as if nothing happened. This is the time of night where my thoughts, that I can’t put into words during the day, race through my mind. If only there was a way that I could say what I truly wanted too; that I wouldn’t feel this way, when it’s just my own thoughts and I... I wonder If I will ever escape, or Just stay stuck in my own mental prison.