Tonight is just like all of the previous nights where I stared at the blank wall while rolling relentlessly on my bed, waiting for sleeps to come. It had been almost a month now that I couldn't fall asleep. It is strange for me to admit this. Because, previously I were that type of person who could just fall asleep once my head touch the pillow. I sleep less than 5 hours nowadays and I couldn't even sleep for more than an hour during the day time without being awake even before the alarm rings. I'm forcing myself to sleep so hard that I could feel the pressures on my eyes. What is wrong with me actually?
I can't sleep, so I stop thinking. I can't sleep, so I stop hoping.
I can't sleep, so I stop imagining.
I've quit all.
I've only got my life left.
You don't want that, don't you?
Because trust me. Nobody wants a life without its soul.
Mine was already lost long times ago. The time when I signed the contract.
Hell no. I NEED TO STOP THINKING.
