This is for everyone that has sunken into slumber with no solace save the deafening beat of your own heart driving you towards the edge. For those that have peered into the pitch black of night hoping to see here what you couldn't in the light. When the most comforting touch is that of your eyelids on their nightly confrontation. For when you wish, just for a moment, you could have it all, even if only to let it all go. This is for when you think so much, so fast, so hard, that you have to think for a moment what the hell you've been thinking about. For anybody that's ever wished for the blissful escape of nothingness, freedom of the burdens we face, whether they be material or idealistic. This is a post of jumbled thought from a jumbled mind on the most concise of topics, that just found itself all jumbled up. This one is for every lonely reader that knows exactly what I'm talking about, even if I don't. And the thought that somewhere, maybe, somebody is just as confused, just as tired, just as lonely as me.
For all of you people...
...I bid you a good night.