Nights

2.43 a.m. around this time I realize that I'm not okay that everyone around me is safe in their dreams while I'm kept awake by all my demons who don't let me sleep my thoughts begin to spiral round and round they circle deeper and downward I go as soon as my first tear falls, it's like I've called in a storm my heart is in tangles and my mind is a mess I find myself scattered, drowning in a sea of my own sadness and now I still lay awake wishing I spent the night counting stars, instead of all the problems in my life