Last night, I went to bed without praying first like I always do every night before going to bed.
I don’t know why…I felt so lazy, guess I just didn’t feel like talking to Him.
Even if I did, I would feel like the biggest hypocrite on earth.
Turned out, I couldn’t sleep at all…So many things went through my messed up mind.
People say, it’d be better to be hurt now than later. I say…that’s bull!
Pain…now or later, would still feel just as painful and it sucks!
Don’t know why, last night…The pain felt more painful than it used to be.
The night was colder and darker than before.
And I felt that my loneliness was lonelier than ever.
Everything felt so much more worse that I couldn’t breathe.

"The limit of every pain is an even greater pain".
Emile M. Cioran quotes