In My Own Space

In+My+Own+Space

I stopped searching for what I want. I stopped caring about the things that are around me, and I’ve let my own shadow control me. There are moments where I’m so lost in my head that I forget who I really am. There are moments where I forget how to slowly breathe. There are times where I forget how to control myself and start thinking about the things that I wish I should have done or said.

I’m always in my own space, locked in the dark. I stay awake at night just to listen to the silence in my house, when everyone is asleep and no annoying sounds are made. I open my window to listen the wind blowing through the trees and the sound of the rain, I look at the dark sky with sparkling stars and wish that this moment could last longer, wishing that the silence could stay forever.