Statement I

I hate waking up feeling lonely.

Most of the nights, I wake up in the middle of the night, in that dark room without a any ray of light and not even the trace of them. My heart pump hard, accelerate, and there is goes, the uncontrollable break of emotion, and i go numb.
There is this once, i start to speak out my dreams, to no one. Then, i go back to sleep. For the first time, it worked well, so i did it on and on every time i woke up that way. But, sometimes, i only break into silent tears.

These nights are unbearable. The loneliness engulf me in the middle of nights, and leave me there, seeing me suffer. That is how i think. They are up there, near the roof, laughing evilly at my weakness.